Lucy felt her eyes misting up, turning traitor. A short way off in the fields he descried a sort of shed or cow-house, and thither he contrived to drag his weary limbs. It’s a damned hard thing to do. From the sounds of it, he was better off dead. A kind but hard looking female officer named Rose took her into a room and sat her down at a small wooden table.
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