_ BOOK I CHAPTER X. THE MAN WITH A MOTIVE
Mannering sat alone in the shade of his cedar tree. He had walked in his rose-garden amongst a wilderne of drooping blo oms, for the season of roses was gone. He had cro ed the marshland seawards, only to find a little crowd of holiday-makers in po e ion of the golf links and the green tufted stretch of sandy shore. The day had been long, almost irksome. A fit of restle ......
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