Helen:
You insisted on carrying the boy in your arms all the way back to camp. And it was from all his blood and dirt that you got that infection.
Harry Street:
That could be the point of view. From yours, it would be contact with the lower classes. Being a writer, I prefer to think that it was a quirk of fate, a mere prick of a thorn, that laid the great man low.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:48