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. You truly are your mother’s, Lucia. ‘When you’re my age, you’ll be just as hardheaded. But, let's see the prisoner.
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