The Duchess of Wrexe Part 92

Christopher shrugged his shoulders; whatever Brun might say human beings were more than summaries, prophecies, conclusions.

As he looked towards the trees and felt a little breeze caress his face with, he could swear, some salt of the sea, he thought of the human beings who were his friends--Rachel, Roddy, Lizzie, Francis.

And then it seemed to him that, out of the trees, down the s.h.i.+ning surface of Portland Place, a figure came towards him--the figure of Rachel's child.

NOVELS BY HUGH WALPOLE

_STUDIES IN PLACE_

THE WOODEN HORSE MARAd.i.c.k AT FORTY THE G.o.dS AND MR. PERRIN

_TWO PROLOGUES_

THE PRELUDE TO ADVENTURE FORt.i.tUDE

_THE RISING CITY_

1. THE d.u.c.h.eSS OF WREXE 2. THE GREEN MIRROR (_In preparation_)