ONE:He put his hands on her shoulders, she felt the warmth and heaviness of them, and was more frightened than ever because she liked it."My lord, she may not survive the imprisonment."
TWO:"Then it does us some good after all. A sad state we'd be in if the men always had their own way."
THREE:They could afford to be generous now they were free, so they sent him long letters, carefully printed out, as he could not read running hand. They told him wonderful stories of camps and bivouacs, of skirmishes and snipings. They enlarged on the grilling fierceness of the December sun which had burnt their faces brick-red and peeled their noseson the flies which swarmed thicker by far than over Odiam middenon the awful dysentery that grabbed at half their palson the hypocritical Boers, who read the Bible and used dum-dum bullets.
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