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A short way off in the fields he descried a sort of shed or cow-house, and thither he contrived to drag his weary limbs. His face fell. Glancing around his prison, he began to think it possible he might effect an escape from it. “Shot through the lungs,” he remarked. “I can’t believe it. Not that it would make any difference if he was alive still. She had even played in an opera by Verdi once, but had to dress as a boy to do it.

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