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is no place to talk," she said breathlessly. But Rose-Anne was standing in the middle of the path, staring sightlessly right through her.
Was she regretting that she had pulled rather than pushed? Linda wondered, suddenly frightened and absolutely determined to escape from her precarious position. She would not pass Rose-Anne on the cliff side, so she used her towel as a shield and pushed her way past a low bush, intending to scramble up the bank and around the other side. To her surprise, what she had thought was a solid part of the hill turned out to be a massive boulder with another path on the other side that ran into the track they had climbed where it widened below. Because the hidden path was somewhat higher, Linda could now see the house and the entire track winding up the hill, and when Rose-Anne called, "Wait," Linda stopped, feeling a little foolish over her fear.
"I'm sorry," Rose-Anne said tightly. "I've got off on the wrong foot with you. I didn't mean to frighten you or offend you. If you want to know, I wasn't spying on you. I was watching for you so we could have this talk."
She paused and her face was so desperately unhappy that Linda would have helped her if she had known how.
"Oh, Donald is a louse!" Rose-Anne burst out. "And you don't understand about twins. II always help him, and he always helps meeven when we know the other is wrong. ButI can't. It's not fair!"

 
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