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Portrait of A. E. W. Mason A. E. W. Mason The House of the Arrow — Chapter 19 (1924)

Betty returned. In the very centre of the cleft the point of the soaring spire of the cathedral stood up like a delicate lance. "But I warn you that that way, though short, is not good."
Through the gradually thinning cloud of dust which hung behind the car they heard the jug-jug of another motor-cycle.
"The road by which we have come is the better one," she continued.
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Portrait of A. E. W. Mason A. E. W. Mason The House of the Arrow — Chapter 19 (1924)

It tried to be a valley and succeeded in being a depression.
When the little two-seater car swooped round the shoulder of the hill and descended, the white ribbon of road was empty but for one tiny speck at the far end, behind which a stream of dust spurted and spread like smoke from the funnel of an engine.
"That motor dust is going to smother us when we pass," said Jim.
"We shall do as much for him," said Betty, looking over her shoulder from the steering-wheel. "No, worse!" Behind the car the dust was a screen. "But I don't mind, do you, Jim?"
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Portrait of A. E. W. Mason A. E. W. Mason The House of the Arrow — Chapter 19 (1924)

Frobisher was taken completely by surprise.
"No, I see that you didn't," Hanaud went on. He took up his pen and placed a red spot at the edge of the hoop close by the butt.
Jim recovered from his surprise. Madame Le Vay's ball was the spot from which the start was to be made. The plan after all was not so ill-devised, if only Ann could have got to the ball unnoticed. Masked and in fancy dress, amongst a throng of people similarly accoutred, in a house with a garden, no doubt thrown open upon this hot night and lit only by lanterns discreetly dim—she had thus her best chance of escape.
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