"They say her son's taken at last, and is to be hanged. A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped. I shall like to think of it—whenever I feel dull. It is bad policy. ‘But, Gérard—’ ‘Don’t start arguing,’ he said in a tone that brooked no defiance.
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