BLOODY FORELAND
Reading edition
Bloody Foreland. An old woman comes out of the ditch to talk to me. . . . “It’s a wild place, sir, God help us! none wilder. And myself, sir——sure I’ve nothing in the world but the bones of one cow!”
Reading edition
Bloody Foreland. An old woman comes out of the ditch to talk to me. . . . “It’s a wild place, sir, God help us! none wilder. And myself, sir——sure I’ve nothing in the world but the bones of one cow!”