"It's the skull of a rebel," said Jonathan, with marked emphasis on the word, "blown by the wind from a spike on the bridge above us. ‘A word, if you please, my friend. I ought to be able to think things out. ‘What are you going to do now, Gerald?’ He sipped his wine and shrugged. I can’t love you.
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