Her back arched and she felt herself instinctively sinking into him. Beyond was an avenue of tall poplars that rose like columns, disappearing into undulating hills that were black with sleeping houses and fertile soil. Perhaps the sunken cheeks and the protruding cheekbones gave her this impression. A sarcastic smile seemed to play upon the chief-taker's lips; and abashed at his own irresolution, the lad went on. “I brought a man with me who is posted outside,” he remarked. ‘You will take the place of André?’ ‘Exactly so. Blackness was beginning to consume the cornfield.
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