She fled. ‘No sense in snooping about down here,’ Gerald whispered. Just as Hogarth got to the door, the turnkey stopped him. Maggot. The poor old imbecile! Why, this child was a firebrand, a wrecker, if ever he had seen one; and the worst kind because she was unconscious of her gifts. See what you have made of me.
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