Then he could hear Hilary breathing beside him, and from outside the muted twittering of birds. They walked across a moat of pea gravel that crunched like noisy cereal under their feet. ’ Martha frowned. Satisfied in this respect, he flung himself into a chair, for his iron frame seldom required the indulgence of a bed, and sought an hour's repose before he began the villanies of another day. That is what they call these aristocratic refugees, the English. "Here, wife—hostess—fetch me that bottle from the second shelf in the corner cupboard.
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