For fully five minutes he lay quite motionless. Sheppard put out her arms mechanically. She felt him as something solid and strong and trustworthy beyond measure. He raised her to a sitting position. But, urged by his wife's cries, who was more anxious for the preservation of her child's life than her own, he snatched up the infant, and made his escape from the back of the premises. It was not as bad a wound as she had at first thought, and the blood was only oozing now. But he was destined to have every tide of feeling awakened—every wound opened. “You’re just a boy! You grow moody and spellbound, John, and the next moment you are ecstatic. \" He said, as he threw his trash into the can on the way out.
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