- George! his sister exclaimed, throwing herself on the poor child's lifeless body.
Blood ran from his head through a broad wound, but he still breathed and his heart beat slightly. Her hands shaking, Mrs. Marcey quickly bandaged the wound with her handkerchief. The servants, the winegrowers bustled about. With infinite precaution, they took the two children in their arms and carried them slowly towards the house. The mothers followed this sad procession, wondering whether all hope would not be lost
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