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’ Gerald laughed. You are right. “Accident! She shot me,” he muttered. It was an uproarious affair, for Rollo now knew that he had been grieviously betrayed: they were trying to kill him in a new way. For that such a man does not mind about the dowry, he must be in love en désespoir. Satisfied that he had solved his difficulty, he proceeded to his room. He, a Chinaman, troubling himself over Occidental ideas! With his hands in his sleeves, he proceeded on his way. The idiots are marching through the streets in processions from town to town, whipping their own backs until they are covered in blood, spreading the bloody Pestilence wherever they go! The dead pile in the streets like timber. "It's an ill wind that blows nobody good," thought the carpenter, turning his attention to the child, whose feeble struggles and cries proclaimed that, as yet, life had not been extinguished by the hardships it had undergone.
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