He would never be able to figure out that: all these miles from Cuba, and you could get a perfecto for thirteen cents. The smells of skewered fennel, roast chicken, and broiled pheasant saturated the air, and she could smell other wonderful aromas about them. " Winifred looked as if she could not indulge such a supposition for a single moment. The spy—if there was one hiding out in the late Jarvis Remenham’s empty house—would be taken unawares. From this peaceful scene Jack's eye fell upon Jonathan, who, seated upon the stile, under the shade of an elder tree, was evidently watching him.
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