"And now," she added, with somewhat more composure, "leave me, dear friends, I entreat, for a few minutes to collect my scattered thoughts—to prepare myself for what I have to go through—to pray for my son. Seconded by his strength and temper, his skill rendered him invincible and he is reputed never to have lost a battle. Assured, if he remained much longer where he was, he would inevitably perish, Wood recommended himself to the protection of Heaven, and began his perilous course. What a mercy that the blow aimed at her by the ruffian, Wild, though it brought her to the brink of the grave, should have restored her to reason! Ah! she stirs. Moving back to the corner again, she ran a hand back over the leather-bound books—which, she realised, were not books at all. She was crushed with a sense of her own terrible impotency. From now on, you’re going to listen to me for a change. " "I feel bewildered," said Ruth. . But his gloom appeared to be occasioned by remorse, rather than sorrow. She admired and rather pitied him, and she was unfeignedly grateful to him. Here would be a woman perfectly unrecognizable, strong, ruthless but just. Sebastian returned to find her blood dripping into the crucible.
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