He laughed lightly. “He is one of our guests—perhaps I should say boarders here, but he seldom returns before dinner-time. O'Higgins know the truth; he wouldn't be reckless with the funds, then. ‘Indeed?’ Gerald said politely. Groping their way through one or two dark and mouldy-smelling vaults, the party ascended a flight of steps, which brought them to the hall. A little inn flying a Swiss flag nestles under a great rock, and there they put aside their knapsacks and lunched and rested in the mid-day shadow of the gorge and the scent of resin.
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