It shall never be said that I raised my arm willingly against a woman. She tried to compose her thoughts, to think of the last six months, to steep herself in the calm beauty of the surroundings. Trees were torn up by the roots; many houses were levelled to the ground; others were unroofed; the leads on the churches were ripped off, and "shrivelled up like scrolls of parchment. Love anywhere. She had turned round sideways, so as to look down into the fire.
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