” He consumed Irish stew for some moments. ’ Gerald gazed at her without expression. Then she cursed herself for his eyes went to the letter and came back to her face. The period of repression was over. It was past seven when she got back to her hotel. The horse-soldiers wheeled round and cleared a path: the foot closed in upon the cart. Below her stretched a valley of rich meadowland, of yellow cornfields, and beyond moorland hillside glorious with purple heather and golden gorse.
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