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"In favour of my son. You don’t know about Mary because you live in Kent. She would flee to the wild fastnesses, the places where there were no overarching systems of any use, where she could blend with the unstable populace and kill in relative peace. Women who Dids, and all that kind of thing. “Are you sure you want to do this?” Lucy asked. A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped. He rose, steadied himself, then walked out of the dining room. The room in which he was detained—that lately occupied by the Mohocks, who, it appeared, had been allowed to depart,—was calculated to inspire additional apprehension and disgust. She glanced into his face.
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