CHAPTER XIV. ’ ‘That old fool? Why my brother kept him on I shall never know. She did not see the metal pole swing toward the back of her skull, nor did she feel her own blood spoiling her light hair after the dull crack of metal broke her flesh. Pausing with the intention of turning back, he glanced in the direction of the village church, the tower of which could just be seen through the trees. He was amused. ’ Madame Valade reseated herself, and Gerald set himself to flatter her into relaxation again.
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