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On the right, stood a bulky figure, with a broken rattle hanging out of his great-coat pocket, who held up a lantern to his battered countenance to prove to the spectators that both his orbs of vision were darkened: on the left, a meagre constable had divested himself of his shirt, to bind up with greater convenience a gaping cut in the arm. Wood, who had merely absented himself to see that a public breakfast, which he had ordered at the Six Bells for all who chose to partake of it, was in readiness. " He held out his dry hard hand into which she placed hers. I’m a soldier, you see. During the previous night he had been restless; and in the lonely dragging hours his thoughts had raced in an endless circle—action without progress. Now, abruptly, they were real again, though very distant, and she had come to say farewell to them across one sundering year. He strangled the infant, which slipped out of his hands and screamed. ‘Only me name,’ Kimble said apologetically.
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