Instead of which, more than half an hour has elapsed. A little inn flying a Swiss flag nestles under a great rock, and there they put aside their knapsacks and lunched and rested in the mid-day shadow of the gorge and the scent of resin. " On quitting the Lodge, Wild repaired to his own habitation. "Old Morgan the trader," she explained, "used to save me Tit-Bits. ’ ‘Only because you did not tell me entirely the story? That is silly. "But trifle with mo no longer.
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