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He sent me home. There had been fusses and scenes dimly apprehended through half-open doors. "My God! will you see your child strangled before your eyes, and not so much as scream for help?" said Wood, staring at the widow with a look of surprise and horror. As he was conveyed thither, an incident occurred that produced a considerable impression on the feelings of the youthful offender. She sought hastily in her mind for a plausible answer to an obvious question that didn’t come. One’s sense of proportion, battered out of all shape in the daily life of cities, reasserts itself. " "You paint yourself worse than you are, dear Mrs. “Just at present my mind simply won’t take hold of this at all. All the same, I wish I had that fellow by the throat! Just the virile, unregenerate man in me wishes that. What had she so nearly said? She had almost spoken a name—and quickly withdrawn it.
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