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. A vein of conviction mingled with his burlesque. All the rest of his existence was subordinate to this pursuit; he lived for it, worked for it, kept himself in training for it. He was in the house with his mother. What lends a tragic mockery to all these tender traps of hers was that she was within lawful bounds. And he had gone away without knowing the truth! "My proa boys are ready; the wind is brisk; and in an hour we shall be beyond all pursuit. To return. ’ ‘Yes, that is reasonable,’ agreed Melusine, nodding.
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