It is picturesquely situated beneath a tree on the high road, not far from the little hostel before mentioned, and at no great distance from the church. Part of his head was swathed in linen bandages. If you can imagine it, I survived it. They were bickering, she could tell by the way the mother threw her fat arms into the air and paced restlessly about the tiny clapboard house. “I have waited for this,” he said, and stood quite still, looking at her until the silence became oppressive. Wasn’t easy, I can tell you.
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