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"
Go
back
!
"
she
said
.
"
Go
straight
back
to
London
,
instantly
.
"
I
could
only
stare
at
her
in
stupid
surprise
.
Her
eyes
blazed
at
me
,
and
she
tapped
the
ground
impatiently
with
her
foot
.
"
Why
should
I
go
back
?
"
I
asked
.
"
I
can
not
explain
.
"
She
spoke
in
a
low
,
eager
voice
,
with
a
curious
lisp
in
her
utterance
.
"
But
for
God
's
sake
do
what
I
ask
you
.
Go
back
and
never
set
foot
upon
the
moor
again
.
"
"
But
I
have
only
just
come
.
"
"
Man
,
man
!
"
she
cried
.
"
Can
you
not
tell
when
a
warning
is
for
your
own
good
?
Go
back
to
London
!
Start
to-night
!
Get
away
from
this
place
at
all
costs
!
Hush
,
my
brother
is
coming
!
Not
a
word
of
what
I
have
said
.
Would
you
mind
getting
that
orchid
for
me
among
the
mares-tails
yonder
?
We
are
very
rich
in
orchids
on
the
moor
,
though
,
of
course
,
you
are
rather
late
to
see
the
beauties
of
the
place
.
"
Stapleton
had
abandoned
the
chase
and
came
back
to
us
breathing
hard
and
flushed
with
his
exertions
.
"
Halloa
,
Beryl
!
"
said
he
,
and
it
seemed
to
me
that
the
tone
of
his
greeting
was
not
altogether
a
cordial
one
.
"
Well
,
Jack
,
you
are
very
hot
.
"
