I didn't understand then, but I do now. "Bravo!" shouted Blueskin. ‘What do you mean?’ Gerald grinned. Shortly to be executed. “May I enquire,” he asked smoothly, “in what way my appearance contributes to your amusement? If there is a joke I should like to share it. But in its stead—toward morning—there appeared another idea which appealed to him as sublime, appealed to the primitive conscience, to his artistic sense of the drama, to the poet and the novelist in him. She glanced at him.
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