’ ‘Poor sort of a mother,’ Martha said with bitterness. " Spurlock pointed in the sloping fields outside the walls. He stood there, large and dark, enunciating, in his clear voice from beneath his large mustache, clear flat sentences, deliberately kindly. "I knew that would bring him to," thought Wild.
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