A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped. With a well-simulated unconcern and a heightened color she finished her breakfast. ” He began. "You want me, then?" she said. "Whatever you like, Hoddy," she agreed, wiping the sweat from her forehead.
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