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Chapter 2

           Whenitstoppedofitsownaccordinfrontofthoseholessurroundedwiththornsthataredugonthemarginoffurrows,Charlesawokewithastart,suddenlyrememberedthebrokenleg,andtriedtocalltomindallthefracturesheknew.Therainhadstopped,daywasbreaking,andonthebranchesoftheleaflesstreesbirdsroostedmotionless,theirlittlefeathersbristlinginthecoldmorningwind.Theflatcountrystretchedasfaraseyecouldsee,andthetuftsoftreesroundthefarmsatlongintervalsseemedlikedarkvioletstainsonthecastgreysurface,thatonthehorizonfadedintothegloomofthesky.

           Charlesfromtimetotimeopenedhiseyes,hismindgrewweary,and,sleepcominguponhim,hesoonfellintoadozewherein,hisrecentsensationsblendingwithmemories,hebecameconsciousofadoubleself,atoncestudentandmarriedman,lyinginhisbedasbutnow,andcrossingtheoperationtheatreasofold.Thewarmsmellofpoulticesmingledinhisbrainwiththefreshodourofdew;heheardtheironringsrattlingalongthecurtain-rodsofthebedandsawhiswifesleeping.AshepassedVassonvillehecameuponaboysittingonthegrassattheedgeofaditch.

           "Areyouthedoctor?"askedthechild.

           AndonCharles’sanswerhetookhiswoodenshoesinhishandsandranoninfrontofhim.

           Thegeneralpractitioner,ridingalong,gatheredfromhisguide’stalkthatMonsieurRouaultmustbeoneofthewell-to-dofarmers.

           HehadbrokenhislegtheeveningbeforeonhiswayhomefromaTwelfth-nightfeastataneighbour’s.

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