” “You won’t!” said Ann Veronica; with the clearest note of determination. There is nobody, then?" "Oh, there is an aunt. " "And why not, old saltwater?" inquired Ben, turning a quid in his mouth. A little inn flying a Swiss flag nestles under a great rock, and there they put aside their knapsacks and lunched and rested in the mid-day shadow of the gorge and the scent of resin. But De Maupassant—sheer off! Stick to Dickens and Thackeray and Hugo. For the present the desire to fly was gone.
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