" "Shall we do so?" whispered Winifred to her father. Instead of English villas and cottages there were chalets and Italian-built houses shining white; there were lakes of emerald and sapphire and clustering castles, and such sweeps of hill and mountain, such shining uplands of snow, as she had never seen before. She turned her head to each side. The books would be soaked and ruined in the rain anyway through the thin skin of the pack. ” “Sir John is an ass!” he declared. There was a coffee equipage on the table, and some sandwiches, and the fire had been recently made up. The halls are on the lookout for something new.
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