. She stood 218 there, broken bottle still in hand. CHAPTER XXVIII. Suppose our proper place is a shrine. ‘The secret passage!’ It did not take long to find the mechanism of the candlesconce that opened the door. She had seen a man’s head steal out for a moment and draw the curtains a little closer. Arrived in the plantation she sat down with her back against a tree trunk. She did not see Sebastian turn towards the boy and his family, but every hair on the back of her neck stood up rigidly.
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