The troops had kept a large space clear around the gallows. “Slavery! Downtroddenness! When I think of it I feel all over boot marks— men’s boots. ’ She saw the weapon wrenched from Emile’s hand and he dropped to the bench of the pew and sat there, grasping helplessly at the welling blood on his arm. And, if I'd my own way, I'd drown 'em all like a litter o' puppies.
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