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But the daily routine of everyday life went on at Marosfalva just as it had done before the double tragedy of St. Michael's E'en had darkened the pages of its simple history.
The maize had all been gathered in--ploughing had begun--my lord and his guests were shooting in the stubble. The first torrential rain had fallen and the waters of the Maros had begun to swell.