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Sir John looked about him, and somehow the laugh died away. Bodies were piled high in the streets, Sebastian went on rounds and would come back late at night, reporting horrors and robberies, death that came within hours, not days. Gerald, whose French was adequate from his military service abroad, was able to respond suitably to such remarks as the ladies addressed to him, but was less exercised by their fashionable dress than their decidedly careworn appearance. Twice Spurlock went to Copeley's—twenty miles to the northwest—for ice and mail. " And, walking up to the animals, which were chained to the wall, they instantly recognised him, and suffered the others to pass without barking. ’ Gerald unfolded his arms and threw his hands in the air.
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