" Half an hour later she laid aside the book. “A serious question. Several men and women were piled there like wood, dead, horribly gored. Fool that I was to marry for beauty! I ought to have remembered that a fair woman and a slashed gown always find some nail in the way. Spurling, squeezing Jack's arm, and pushing him towards the door, "and, don't come here again. Jonathan's vexation at the disappointment was expressed in the bitterest imprecations, and he returned as speedily as he could to the trench. You have been to me like a mother, not only a wetnurse. I can't give you my hand; but you may take it. The prisoner breathed with difficulty.
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