The hansom drove off. “A glass slipped from the table,” he explained. "I used to cry myself to sleep, Hoddy, I was so forlorn and lonely. I thought one had only to take it by the throat. "My friends, Mr. I’m talking to you now as though you had all the wisdom and charity in the world. But her mind was ruffled, and its mirror-like surface of satisfaction was not easily restored. She addressed him in a tone of puzzlement. He was in a curious state of desperation. "Shall I never banish those horrible phantoms from my couch—the father with his bleeding breast and dripping hair!—the mother with her wringing hands and looks of vengeance and reproach!—And must another be added to their number—their son! Horror!—let me be spared this new crime! And yet the gibbet—my name tarnished—my escutcheon blotted by the hangman!—No, I cannot submit to that. He drew her close up to him with a strong, steady pull.
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