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The Three Hostages 三名人质
Chapter 1
DOCTOR GREENSLADE THEORISESThat evening, I remember, as I came up through the Mill Meadow, I wasfeeling peculiarly happy and contented. It was still mid-March, one ofthose spring days when noon is like May, and only the cold pearly hazeat sunset warns a man that he is not done with winter. The season wasabsurdly early, for the blackthorn was in flower and the hedge rootswere full of primroses. The partridges were paired, the rooks were wellon with their nests,
Chapter 1
DOCTOR GREENSLADE THEORISESThat evening, I remember, as I came up through the Mill Meadow, I wasfeeling peculiarly happy and contented. It was still mid-March, one ofthose spring days when noon is like May, and only the cold pearly hazeat sunset warns a man that he is not done with winter. The season wasabsurdly early, for the blackthorn was in flower and the hedge rootswere full of primroses. The partridges were paired, the rooks were wellon with their nests,
