Rage flooded her at his intent, but she controlled it. " "Poor soul!" ejaculated her son. “Don’t you know, child, that this is torture for me? What in God’s name more can you have to tell me?” Her face had become almost like a marble image. " "I hope such a thing never will happen again, my dear," observed Wood, mildly, "but, when it does, it will be time to consider what course we ought to pursue. Hope you ate light before you got here.
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