Clearly dazed, he stared, whispering an oath. " "And, what good would that do?" replied Ireton, sarcastically. Each time a daughter had been born to him he had concealed his chagrin with great tenderness and effusion from his wife, and had sworn unwontedly and with passionate sincerity in the bathroom. What would happen when next morning she returned to Morningside Park? He couldn’t turn her out of doors. To his consternation, she was holding an unwieldy, ugly-looking pistol, all wood and tarnished steel, with both hands about the butt. Brown.
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