Amost pleasant gentleman, though not very talkative. These people are very strange, whispered Stephen. Carts bearing wounded men were lined up against a wall while the officer incharge sent men to seek out the hospital and other places to receive them. Is there no wheat to be sown in Nottinghamshire, Iwonder? No pigs to be fed? Mr Tantony and I are not farmers, sir! exclaimed the Nottinghamshiregentleman indignantly.
Strange shiveredand declined. He didnot seem in the least surprized to find he had an audience; indeed one wouldalmost have supposed from his behaviour that he had been expecting it. I see, said Mr Murray. Then he took another sheet of paper - made some notes eonsulted a book retrievedthe first piece of paper from the floor - smoo
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