"Ay, murder him, if you like the term," returned Wild. The carpenter trembled; for he perceived Rowland's gaze fixed first upon the infant, and then on himself. "Ay. But the father, to go his way forever alone! The iron in the man!—the iron in this child of his! Wanting a little love, a caress now and then. We are not altogether strangers, are we? I feel that under the circumstances I have the right to offer you my advice, and if necessary my help.
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