At this point Lucy, in an effort perhaps—foolhardy, in Gerald’s opinion—to pour oil on troubled waters, rose swiftly to her feet and came towards the old man, her hand held out. Ray Plote would not leave a written explanation. “Annabel,” she said brusquely. ” “Perhaps,” he said, “you had better let me have your key, and I will go up and explore. You have all the earmarks of a fugitive from justice. Womanhood is sacred to me. Spurlock plodded through the heavy sand, leaden in the heart and mind as well as in the feet.
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