I suppose I was a little idiotic—I don’t think we either of us mentioned the future, but it was arranged that I should go the next afternoon and have tea with her. “It was,” she admitted. Her heart thudded. In one hand she carried a long-stalked red rose, dripping with dew, in the other the post-bag. Horrible details recurred to her. ’ ‘Yes,’ she agreed, but her manner was a degree less warm. . She was the High Priestess.
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