’ ‘A pox on the creature,’ swore Mrs Sindlesham, clenching and unclenching her stiff fingers. Blackness was beginning to consume the cornfield. '" "'This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea. “Thanks to you. ” “So much the better,” Anna declared cheerfully.
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