We shall have a reg'lar squall afore we gets across. His cigar burnt out between his fingers, and he threw it impatiently away. . Wood required little pressing. A short way off in the fields he descried a sort of shed or cow-house, and thither he contrived to drag his weary limbs. ‘Never mind where. She thought of Capes.
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