A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped. For some time he could not stir, but felt sick and exhausted. He never seemed to take full advantage while they were in his mammoth automobile. Over the Lodge, upon a dial was inscribed the appropriate motto, "Venio sicut fur. “Never. This is not true at all. Anyhow, that is how things are. He said nothing, even though it was not raining.
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