You're a friend of the young man?" "If you mean did I know him before he became ill, no. \" He panted, wiping sweat off of his brow with a towel. That terrible Young Person! she’s vanished. His last actions were futile. A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped. ‘Oh, famous.
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