But your cracked skull is by no means a pleasing spectacle. Then, naturally, I went on talking. God must love me, for he has guided me here. The agony on the sands now ceased to puzzle her. She was clad in fresh linen, but still wore the riding-habit she had appropriated, having sponged out the spots of blood late last night and left it to dry in the kitchens. " At the mention of the latter occurrence, a dark cloud gathered upon the stranger's brow.
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