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Heaven had spared us the first time , she argued , but now if we deliberately flew in its face , it would certainly not be considerate on a second occasion . I was ready so much earlier on the last morning than Aunt Kathryn or Beechy , that I ordered coffee and rolls for myself alone on the terrace ; and they had just appeared when Mr. Barrymore came out . He was going presently to see to the car , so naturally we had breakfast together , with an addition of some exquisite wild strawberries , gleaming like _ cabouchon _ rubies under a froth of whipped cream . It was only eight o'clock , when we finished , and he said there would be time for one last stroll through the divinest garden in Italy , if I cared for it . Of course I did care , so we walked together up the rose-bordered path from the sweet-smelling flower-zone to the pine-belt that culminates in the pirates ' castle . While we stood looking down over the three arms of the lake in their glittering blue sleeves , a voice spoke behind us : `` Ah , Miss Destrey , I 've found you at last . Your cousin asked me to look for you and bring you back as soon as possible .