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“Well anyhow—I don’t see the force of your objection, you know. ’ Abruptly, the niggling doubt that had been plaguing Lord Charvill came sweeping to the surface. Wood, in a taunting tone. ’ The command was accompanied by an increase of pressure on the wrist he held. On this side was a razor with which a son had murdered his father; the blade notched, the haft crusted with blood: on that, a bar of iron, bent, and partly broken, with which a husband had beaten out his wife's brains. Agents were dispersed in all directions—offers the most tempting held out to induce the wavering to join the Chevalier's standard. An hour later the doctor arrived; and after a thorough examination, he looked doubtful. She gave me an impression of a sort of patched quilt; little bits of patterned stuff coming up again and again.
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