Then he could hear Hilary breathing beside him, and from outside the muted twittering of birds. Perhaps you will explain the state of panic into which I seem to have thrown you. “Were you thinking of private apartments, a boarding-house or an hotel?” she asked. She was quite unconcerned. She was writhing to get her hands loose and found herself gasping with passionate violence, “It’s damnable!—damnable!” to the manifest disgust of the fatherly policeman on her right. 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.
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