The flight. ‘Jacques, where are you hurt?’ But as she asked the question, she saw the wound. His large, coarse lips drew wider apart. Her mind turned to her own future, the endless trickle of years. But I know very well that that word will never be spoken. . " On quitting the Lodge, Wild repaired to his own habitation. Long ago. But he was destined to have every tide of feeling awakened—every wound opened.
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