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On the Frontier

CHAPTER IV
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Again she heard her name called, and this time in accents so strangely familiar that with a slight cry she ran into the corridor, crossed the patio, and reached the open gate.
The darkness that had, even in this brief interval, again fallen upon the prospect she tried in vain to pierce with eye and voice.

A blank silence followed.

Then the veil was suddenly withdrawn; the vast plain, stretching from the mountain to the sea, shone as clearly as in the light of day; the moving current of the channel glittered like black pearls, the stagnant pools like molten lead; but not a sign of life nor motion broke the monotony of the broad expanse.

She must have surely dreamed it.

A chill wind drove her back to the house again; she entered her bedroom, and in half an hour she was in a peaceful sleep..


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