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A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped. All the turnkeys were assembled. ‘There is Bernadette, Marie-Thérèse, Marie-Joséphine, Marie-Claire, Henriette—’ Exasperated, Gerald seized her by the shoulders. \"I'll have to call and tell Cathy. A large body of the constables of Westminster next made their appearance, the chief of whom entered the Lodge, where they were speedily joined by the civic authorities. ‘What is it?’ asked Roding. And her mother, looking unusually alert and hectic, wore cream and brown also, made up in a more complicated manner.
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