” “The truth!” There was a brief but intense silence. “Promise. ” He said. ’ ‘When you begin to tell the truth,’ Gerald told her severely, ‘I shall be happy to believe you. It’s one of our conventional superstitions. The knots and broken pale that made the garden-fence scalable, and gave access to the fields behind, were still to be traced. Jack's body was caught, and passed from hand to hand over a thousand heads, till it was far from the fatal tree.
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