That window there…. “Gellett,” he called, “just come and clear up a mess, will you? I’ve smashed
some things. The aspect of the place, so far as he
could discern through the gloom, was strange to him; but chancing to raise his
eyes above the level of the surrounding habitations, he beheld, relieved against
the sombre sky, the tall steeple of Saint Giles's church, the precursor of the
present structure, which was not erected till some fifteen years later. His smile faded. When I've had an
hour's rest, I'll be after Blueskin. The stench is everywhere. The man pulled up his horse grumbling, and turned round. I could never have talked to you
like this, forgetting everything that parts us, forgetting even your age, if I did not
love you utterly. Good-bye.
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