Thethis was a mere three hundred yards off the bank. They stared at the huge half-naked corpse in awe. She thought of Saffron and knew she would never see heragain. Thewhite faces, although tinted by the sun, were clean shaven and calm.
Almost an hour later horse and riderreturned. Every muscle and sinewof his body throbbed with agony. She became absorbed in the task, and herreward was a gratifying sense of power and control over him, howeverfleeting it might be. A cannon boomed out across the water, then another.
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