From the white beach the palms ran in serried rows quarter of a mile inland, then began a jungle of bamboo, gum-tree, sandalwood, plantain, huge fern, and choking grasses. She never had been much of a looker, but she had stopped worrying about such things long ago. "Jack Sheppard knows this house, I believe, Sir," observed Shotbolt. "There, Sir," she added, unlocking the door, "you can go in. “I’m sorry. ’ ‘Not French?’ echoed Hilary. "By all means," rejoined Quilt. Jonathan looked in that direction, and beheld the fugitives riding off in triumph.
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