I’m a soldier, you see. Perhaps these few words were the first real conscious words he had uttered in days. His hair had begun to gray, his belly had just begun to round. These and her general preparations had perhaps a certain disproportion. Shortly afterwards,—it seemed an age to the anxious mother,—Mr. She heard the rats scattering across the stone as dirt fell into the crypt.
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