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"Vous avez bien froid, la belle; Comment vous appelez-vous? Les amours et les yeux doux De nos cercueils sont les clous. Je suis la morte, dit-elle. Cueillez la branche de houx. " VICTOR HUGO.
As John lay impatiently patient upon his bed in the round oak-panelled room at Overleigh during the weeks that followed his accident, his thoughts by day, and by night, varied no more than the notes of a chaffinch in the trees outside.