Their faces were masks of abject horror, sunken and shriveled, their cheekbones protruding. "What have you got there in your breast—a stone? Is there blood or water in your veins?" The dam broke, but not with violence. She was a lovely girl, attired in deep mourning, and having an expression of profound sorrow on her charming features. “You should quit. ’ ‘That’s easy. ‘It is nothing. She was not squeamish—although the sight of the sergeant’s ominous preparations had severely tried her fortitude—but Kimble’s white face plagued her conscience.
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