The stench is everywhere. She started at the falling of a leaf, at the lumbering of a cow through the hedge. The man was mad to marry me. He stopped on the curb-stone, not facing her but as if he was on his way to cross the road, and spoke to her suddenly over his shoulder. Surely he was imagining this picture. White was scattered across the long stretches of pine trees and corn fields. ‘One of your countrymen, perhaps?’ The girl clammed up, the moon of her white face staring up at him in the darkness.
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