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nodded with immediate understanding. ''I'll just let this go until later," she said. "I'll go and sit out on the verandah." |
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"Do you want me to finish the unpacking?" Linda asked. |
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"No. Madam can see the beach from the gazebo. If she doesn't see you go down, she'll wonder why. She won't know I'm not unpacked, and even if she does, I'll tell her it was a long trip and I was tired. She knows I like to sit on the verandah." |
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Linda ran up to get her suit and down to meet Donald in the garden with a relieved mind. It was true that Gertrude might not be able to see clearly through the dark screens at that distance, but she would be able to see a shadow so that if the old woman stood up or fell out of her chair she would be aware of the movement. Besides, Linda didn't believe Mrs. Bates had been taken ill on the ship. From the verandah, Gertrude would be able to see if anyone entered the gazeboand probably anyone who came from the house would see her sitting there. |
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