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I know it isn't a large wood!' She turned deliberately to face each direction; solemnly selected that from which the muttering of the guns seemed to come, and started again, moving very slowly with her hands stretched out. Something rustled in the undergrowth, quite close; she saw a pair of green eyes shining. Her heart jumped into her mouth. The thing sprang-there was a swish of ferns and twigs, and-silence. Noel clasped her breast. A poaching cat! And again she moved forward. But she had lost direction. `I'm going round and round,' she thought. `They always do.' And the sinking scattered feeling of the `bushed' clutched at her again. `Shall I call?' she thought. `I must be near the road. But it's so babyish.' She moved on again. Her foot struck something soft. A voice muttered a thick oath; a hand seized her ankle. She leaped, and dragged and wrenched it free; and, utterly unnerved, she screamed, and ran forward blindly.

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No one could have so convinced a feeling as Jimmy Fort that he would be a`bit of a makeshift' for Noel. He had spent the weeks after his interview with her father obsessed by her image, often saying to himself: `It won't do. It's playing it too low down to try and get that child, when I know that, but for her trouble, I shouldn't have a chance.' He had never had much opinion of his looks, but now he seemed to himself absurdly old and dried-up in this desert of a London. He loathed the Office job to which they had put him, and the whole atmosphere of officialdom. Another year of it, and he would shrivel like an old apple! He began to look at himself anxiously, taking stock of his physical assets now that he had this dream of young beauty. He would be forty next month, and she was nineteen! But there would be times too when ,

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