A few yards further off something grey, inert, was lying, a huddled-up heap of humanity twisted into a strange unnatural shape. The Night-Cellar. Ann Veronica sat back in an attitude of inattention, her eyes on a distant game of cricket, her mind perplexed and busy. I secured the dog after he had wounded me.
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