. Wood scarcely knew where he was. 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. Even in his fevered hours, so the girl had said, his tongue had not betrayed him. "Come and see the lagoon in the moonlight. She ought to have leapt back on guard.
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