’ Gerald frowned. “Why?” He inquired. Then the bridge had arched gateways, bristling with spikes, and garnished (as all ancient gateways ought to be) with the heads of traitors. We mustn’t make it so. ‘To me, quickly!’ There was a brief hush, and then the shouts resumed and several pairs of feet clattered towards her from, as it seemed, several directions. She always managed to get back to the bungalow before he did.
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