Clotilde pried Fritz from Lucy’s left leg where he was clinging. ’ ‘How can it be in dispute?’ frowned Mrs Sindlesham. The only mercy you can show me is to kill me. And like that gospel it meant something, something different from its phrases, something elusive, and yet something that in spite of the superficial incoherence of its phrasing, was largely essentially true.
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