"I knew how it would be," she cried, in the shrill voice peculiar to a shrew, "when you brought that worthless hussy's worthless brat into the house. I’m not mad that he has eyes for you instead of me, not mad at all. She hoped the lights would become hot enough to melt her into the floor. You shall have your reward. The houses on Snow Hill were thronged, like those in Old Bailey. For an instant, Gerald wished the rest of the world away that he might go to her and administer appropriate comfort. He was, however, instantly beaten back; and the fury of the mob was so great that it was with difficulty he could effect a retreat. unless a copyright notice is included.
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