The rain smelled of the Tyrrhenian Sea, which lay only a few paces beyond the manor's white sea-soaked walls. All the king's horses and all the king's men could not undo what was done; nor kill the strange exquisite flower that had grown up in his own lonely heart. But the current rumblings of internal discontent across the Channel were productive of unease in certain quarters. Lucy was sent reeling into a stone wall, which she hit with a great thud. “Great Scott!” he exclaimed huskily. ’ ‘And do not say you made a mull. ‘I don’t know what the devil you’re talking about.
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