” There was never any shortage of bad men to eat, especially with pestilence and superstition to cover their tracks. My heart fails me. Annabel turned on the electric light and made her way into the sitting-room. While he was thus musing, two horsemen rode past him; and, proceeding to a little distance, stopped likewise. If you don’t eat humble-pie now you may live to fare worse later. I take their life. She taught him all the lore she had; about bird-life and tree-life and the changing mysteries of the sea.
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