She gathered stones to place upon the makeshift grave. "They'll escape. She was clad in fresh linen, but still wore the riding-habit she had appropriated, having sponged out the spots of blood late last night and left it to dry in the kitchens. Now, however, as Gerald watched them, their heads were together and they were murmuring in French. "Otherwise you will not get your morning's sleep. " As he spoke, the door of the round-house was opened, and a stout man, with a lantern in his hand, presented himself at the threshold.
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