Bruises, scratches, broken bones. Marks from the coroner's brief report for the hundredth time that day flashed in the brain Mary. After reading the report for the first time, she put in the memory of all these details, but they are now aggressively, not giving rest, climbed out. Cuts, bruises, broken nose. Injuries could be caused by a fall from the Clyde, but Mary and she just fell off the mule, got off with only a few minor bruises. Closing her eyes, Mary mentally imagined a terrible picture of what happened: the bullet hit Lucy in the back, pushed it forward. The mule ran out from under her, and Lucy fell backwards. In the thick meadow grass. Whence, then, came from cuts? How could she break his nose? Lucy could fall on the stone, but still it is not attributed to cuts and broken dirt under fingernails.