The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. . "I can escape to France. ’ A burning at his chest, the general ground his teeth. Somehow to-night—I don’t know. . " There was a pause. If you don’t eat humble-pie now you may live to fare worse later.
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