He must fight the thought continually, day in and day out. He’s terrible!” “Dad!” Lucy smiled at John. Before he could recover from the stunning effects of the blow, Wood possessed himself of the child: and, untying the noose which had been slipped round its throat, had the satisfaction of hearing it cry lustily. One glance through the window at that picturesque head had been sufficient. Without hindrance—present occupation.
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