. His invalid wife and her money had been only the thin thread that held his life together; beaded on that permanent relation had been an inter-weaving series of other feminine experiences, disturbing, absorbing, interesting, memorable affairs. Everett’s gaze dropped to the papers in his hand. She recoiled. " "At your peril, sirrah!" cried Wood. Do not slight my warning. Somewhere in the world would be his people, perhaps his mother; and it might soften the bitterness, of the return to consciousness if he found a woman at his bedside. He let go of the girl’s arm. Wood, despair will come over me; and, dear as this babe is to me, far dearer than my own wretched life, which I would lay down for him any minute, I have prayed to Heaven to remove him, rather than he should grow up to be a man, and be exposed to his father's temptations—rather than he should live as wickedly and die as disgracefully as his father. Two souls in travail; one inspired by fresh hopes, the other, by fresh despairs. “Shot through the lungs,” he remarked. He subjected me there to great annoyance by claiming me as his wife. And yet, dang it! I've seen 'em just as innocent looking that were prime vipers.
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