’ ‘Not French?’ echoed Hilary. I wonder if some of them did—and it didn’t get reported. ” She looked at him with curious eyes. "Whose grave is this?" he inquired of a man who was standing near it. The image of Major Alderley came into her mind. Starting off at a rapid pace, Jack dashed down Turnagain-lane, skirted the eastern bank of Fleet-ditch, crossed Holborn Bridge, and began to ascend the neighbouring hill. Wood turned to look at him. Away off in the fields the bluesmocked peasants bent still at their toil. She's fine. She had lost her sense of direction, and was among unfamiliar streets.
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