Using the shirt, she cleaned away the blood. “Oh! please don’t lose yourself in a wilderness of secondary considerations,” she said. She was glad when he went on: “I want to be your city of refuge from every sort of bother. “You are too good for me,” she said in a low voice. Lucy snatched it up and put it in her pack. On their return, the jailers raised up Jonathan, who was weltering in his blood, and who appeared to be dying. He growled in his throat and, thrusting his coat open, revealed his own buckled sword-belt. The oranges were of the Syrian variety, small but filled with scarlet honey. Here and there, a building might be seen with the doors and windows driven in, and all access to it prevented by the heaps of bricks and tilesherds.
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