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That flight proved indeed a hideous nightmare.
Throughout those hot, stifling hours of oppressive darkness, the Baroness de Neuville -- as homeless as those hundreds of poor people on the roads, even though wife of a millionaire -- wandered on, Aimee taking her arm tenderly. On, and still on they went, along the straight, open road which, leaving the Meuse, led over the hills to the straggling little whitewashed village of Winenne, which they at last reached.