’ ‘No, perhaps not,’ Gerald agreed with a smile. “It is hard to express one’s self, but I do want to be honest with you. Arrived there, the porter thundered at the massive door of the Lodge, which was instantly opened—Shotbolt's note having been received just before. Almost light-heartedly. It was a night of storm and terror, which promised each moment to become more stormy and more terrible. “She found my collection of witchcraft books under my bed and threw them away. Meantime, O'Higgins wended his way to the Victoria, mulling over this and that phase, all matters little and big that bore upon the chase. The air was sweet with the smoky perfume of myrrh, hazy and dense with incense.
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