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"What has happened?" asked Sister Prudence. " "By no means," rejoined Wood, hastily. ‘It was your son who left the place empty then?’ he asked. "Do you mean to say that if I support your kid, I shan't bring him up how I please—eh?" "Don't question me, but leave me," replied the widow wildly; "you had better. It’s a sort of home-leaving instinct. She had not at first the power for concealment. It was only some hours after that these ambiguous elements evaporated and vanished and loathing came, and she really began to be thoroughly sick and ashamed of the whole disgraceful quarrel and scuffle. So appalling was the sight, that even the murderers—familiar as they were with scenes of slaughter,—looked aghast at it. “Please let me drive you home. You care for me a little, I know. She ran from the knave into the women’s quarters. His favorite newspaper was the Times, which he began at breakfast in the morning often with manifest irritation, and carried off to finish in the train, leaving no other paper at home. The Ragged Edge.
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