" "Are you sure of that," inquired Jackson. 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. The stench was cheese-like and unbearable and Lucy dry-heaved. She wanted him so badly it hurt. ‘Only perhaps I can more readily do so if you will put down that pistol. ” “But why——” Sir John stopped short.
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