Why shouldn’t we be martyrs? There’s nothing else for most of us, anyhow. The doctor smoked his pipe thoughtfully. To Gerald’s eye, the refugees therefore presented a rather forlorn little group, almost huddling together and chattering in low tones in their own tongue. In a moment the brisk evening breeze caught the lank canvas and bellied it taut. To-morrow they will know the truth. He thought he heard a scraping sound as he turned the handle. 8 or 1. She wore a plain black dress, reaching almost to her throat—her small oval face, with the large brown eyes, was colourless, delicately expressive, yet with something mysterious in its Sphinx-like immobility.
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