THREE:
THREE:"Why ask you?" replied the taller figure, in a deep commanding voice.
THREE:She ran out of the house. Away on Boarzell a man plodded and stumbled. She saw him stagger as the wind battered him, reel and nearly fall among the treacheries of the dead heather. He was like a drunken man, and she knew that he was drunk with shame.
TWO:"Can't I induce you to spare them? There are only too few of those ancient landmarks left in Sussex."