She felt she must suffocate if these men did not put her down, and for a time they would not put her down. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. "It's a miserable weakness to be afraid of bloodshed.
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