The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. Michelle and Missy chatted vigorously in the front seat, oblivious to both the world and other cars on the road. I thought he was in Newgate. She is English! I am sure of that. You won't often see white folks. “He fancied that he did,” she corrected him coolly. They were silent for a time.
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