"First take the child," cried Darrell, holding up the infant, and clinging to the oar with a dying effort. Jonathan kept his keen eye fixed upon him, as he addressed himself for a moment to the Hollander. "My friends need not fear my return. “NO!” she said, at last, with something in her voice that reminded Ann Veronica of a sprung tennis-racket. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. The theme was a masquerade. Part 7 As they came back from that day’s climb—it was up the Mittaghorn—they had to cross a shining space of wet, steep rocks between two grass slopes that needed a little care. From the opposite corner under the trees a man with his hat slouched over his eyes stood and glowered at them. " "Somebody coming?" "Yes.
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