’ ‘It is you who will get the head blown off,’ threatened the young lady fiercely. "Then we're imprisoned. It came into her head with real emotional force that this must be some particularly fantastic sort of dream. She climbed slowly towards it, keeping close to the hedge side, fragrant with wild roses, and holding her skirts high above the dew-laden grass. The effects of the heroin wore off slowly. " "It shall be, Sir," replied Ireton, bowing. ‘Can you not open it?’ she cried.
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