The thin stream of blood on which her eyes were fastened with a nameless horror reached almost to her feet. I was always told my mother died the day I was born. You know you don’t mean it. " "That child may be the means of saving me," muttered the stranger, as if struck by a new idea: "I shall gain time by the expedient. I’ve had the rarest luck and fallen on my feet. “Anna,” he said, “you make it all indescribably hard for me. " "You are very kind, Sir," returned the widow, "but I require no support. " "You may see the marks on the child yourself, if you choose, Sir," urged the widow.
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