On this side of the canal she has no place to go. But she veiled her feelings. He jumped back, wrenching the sword away. ‘Oh, peste. She saw the moonlit waters, the black shadow of the proa, the moon-fire that ran down the far edge of the bellying sail, the silent natives: no sound except the slapping of the outrigger and the low sibilant murmur of water falling away from the sides—and the beating of her heart. ’ ‘Ah, so you did come here to find someone,’ Gerald responded eagerly. Part 7 That was two days before Christmas Eve. ‘Monsieur Charvill thought perhaps that his daughter would find not a welcome.
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