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Kevin Chen, Martin’s father, was equally stately, his dark brown eyes bright with the fire of extreme intelligence. He rested on one elbow. The rascal will be at work before the morning. “Are you sure you want to do this?” Lucy asked. ‘Idiot!’ ‘Enough, now! Softly, you little termagant,’ he ordered, seizing her wrists to hold her off. Sir John stood upon the threshold. She must learn wisdom—as God pleases. She often found herself absorbed by watching the tall grass undulate from the cave’s central doorway as solitary hunters prowled for buffalo and stag on the plain. “But I—I went to Nigel Ennison for help. It might be that the boy had taken one drink too many, or someone had given him knock-out drops. Your laugh reminds me of—of——" "Whose, Sir?" demanded Jackson, becoming suddenly grave. ‘She means thanks to you, General,’ Gerald translated automatically, forgetful of his old commander’s fiery temper.
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