Abruptly she desisted, recoiled, and turned and fled up-stairs. 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. She made a quick movement, and the hand fell away. “What?” He replied. “I knew that you waited at the farmhouse. ’ Fury rippled again. " "I thought as much," sneered Mrs. Directly in range stood the strange young man, although he was at the far side of the loft.
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