" "I have often conjured up some frightful vision of the dead," murmured the knight, "but I never dreamed of an interview with the living. The infant’s body, now missing its pulverized head, was still twitching among the blood-soaked ruins of corpses. ‘Left to yourself, my girl, you may not have any affairs. She felt that she had passed a difficult corner, and that now she could go on talking with him again, just as she had been used to do before she understood what was the matter with her.
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