” “It’s so strange to think of you—troubled by such things. It was an impulse. A little inn flying a Swiss flag nestles under a great rock, and there they put aside their knapsacks and lunched and rested in the mid-day shadow of the gorge and the scent of resin. Too much, perhaps. . ” “Very well,” he said. “I killed him. " "You hear, my son," said the widow eagerly. ” She looked up at him, and found he was watching her closely.
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