’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. Wait, though. Wait!" He released himself from his aunt's embrace, ran to the trunk and fetched the old coat. To prevent the leaves from blowing about, should a blow develop, he distributed paper weights. Every so often a wall of water, thin and jadecoloured, would rise up over the port bow, hesitate, and fall smacking amidships. " Here a murmur of amazement arose from the assemblage outside.
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