” “It is very nice of you,” Anna said softly. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. The vengeance of the assailants did not stop here. You don't notice the heat; but it is always there, pressing down. I’m making a mess of my life— unless you come in and take it. "At the Black Lion in our street," replied Jack, without hesitation.
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