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” She turned and looked at him. 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. He stood there, large and dark, enunciating, in his clear voice from beneath his large mustache, clear flat sentences, deliberately kindly. "Yes; I speak English. Sister Angelina shook her head as if to say that such ignorance was beyond her. Through it all Spurlock maintained a gaiety which deceived them completely.
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