His legs were dreadfully swelled; his hands bruised; and his fetters occasioned him intolerable pain. "And who is this Van Gal—Gal—what's his outlandish name?" "Van Galgebrok," replied the widow. He came to her and stood before her, waiting, the morning light dazzling his eyes. "Well?" he whispered.
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