Yet she held her tongue. \"I told you he likes you!\" She whispered hotly into Lucy's ear. She saw her life before her robbed of all generous illusions, the wrappered life unwrappered forever, vistas of dull responses, crises of makebelieve, years of exacting mutual disregard in a misty garden of fine sentiments. 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. The light of memory flashed in the man’s face. I wonder if a man can quite understand that passionate feeling? It is quite a passionate feeling. You will not find it else. I’ve got no feminine class feeling.
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