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It's true, it's true," he replied. But the breeze freshened, and there was a general desire for movement. When the party rearranged themselves under cover of rugs and cloaks,Terence and Rachel were at opposite ends of the circle, and couldnot speak to each other. But as the dark descended, the words ofthe others seemed to curl up and vanish as the ashes of burnt paper,and left them sitting perfectly silent at the bottom of the world. Occasional starts of exquisite joy ran through
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