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. I have said good-bye to it all. Just let him down easy, Lucy. You've your own reasons, no doubt, for bringing up her son —perhaps, I ought rather to say your son, Mr. Or had you not noticed?’ He sneered.
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