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. " Spurlock grew limp in his chair. The fellow Kimble, to whom Gerald was indebted, was gaping. He turned the wheel carefully as he touched her neck with the other, threading her soft curls in between his slim fingers. "My coat!" he repeated, his glance burning into hers. ’ ‘Do you tell me you think you can outwit Gerald? I wish I may see it. Me—I’m nothing but a country wench, and one who went to the bad. The unfortunate carpenter struggled violently, but ineffectually. The idiots are marching through the streets in processions from town to town, whipping their own backs until they are covered in blood, spreading the bloody Pestilence wherever they go! The dead pile in the streets like timber.
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