She slid her cheek down the tweed sleeve of his coat. I know nothing about this affair, but some one has been burning documents. ” She smiled grimly at the recollection of that lunch—tea and roll at a cheap café. ” He bent and kissed her hair and paused, and then forced his attention back to the map. 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. "Hell's curses!" muttered Jonathan between his teeth; "that fool will ruin all.
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