A piece of seaweed touched her hand, tender and green. She forced herself not to think of John. Cautiously stepping outside, he looked up towards the terrace. ’ ‘This, monsieur le major, is entirely your own affair,’ said the lady, haughty again. Outside the post-office stood a nohatted, blond young man in gray flannels, who was elaborately affixing a stamp to a letter. “Anna! Thank God I have found you at last.
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