CHAPTER THE FOURTEENTH THE COLLAPSE OF THE PENITENT Part 1 Spring had held back that year until the dawn of May, and then spring and summer came with a rush together. Indeed, if he had been ignorant of it, the sound of voices which he could faintly distinguish, would have served as a caution to him. ‘Ain’t no call for you to go a-blaming of yourself. I will shed no more blood.
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