The folds of a thick muslin neckcloth in some degree protected him, but the gash was desperate. Cool and sunny, it seemed that God himself smiled upon that day, the sunbeams streaming through the magnificent arches dustily as the priest murmured in soporific Latin. Sheppard. Paris, 18.
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