’ ‘Damn you, I should have beaten you,’ Gerald swore, holding fast to his corner of the little square of linen. Maybe it’s his loss. The procession had just got into line of march, when a dreadful groan, mixed with yells, hootings, and execrations, was heard. Something seemed to dredge up from the recesses of her memory and she brightened.
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