They proved all sorts of things perhaps, but they were thick, unequal, pitiful pieces of work. ’ ‘What?’ uttered Gerald, startled. Over the mantel, set into an ornately carved panel with fluted columns at each end, was a portrait of a man on horseback. Annabel was in hiding all the time. They'll be back soon enough—or not at all. She tucked the mission Bible under her arm, and crooking a finger at Rollo, went forth to the west beach where the sou'-west surge piled up muddily, burdened with broken spars, crates, boxes, and weeds.
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