“Oh, that’s rot,” said the girl. “I take it back. The truth is you’re not such a fool.” She looked round helplessly. “I seem to be in your hands. What shall I do?” “Put the car there,” said Ammiral, pointing to the road on the right. With that, he unlocked the switch. The girl obeyed. “And now?” she said. The man pointed up the track. “I’m encamped up there—about ten minutes away.” “All by yourself? What fun!” “It is rather. I’ve got a dog: he’s guarding the camp. Will you come and have supper? Or shall I bring som…
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