She crouched beneath a stump, her extremities twitching as the sun set orange and blue beyond the lace of iron-black trees. Faintly bothered by what it might mean, Gerald rose from his seat and crossed to the tray to pour himself a glass of wine. Stanley considered. " "As in a dream. You see, the trouble is that the matter is in dispute.
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