Wood glanced at the hardy offender, and not liking the expression of his countenance, thought it advisable to postpone the execution of his threats to a more favourable opportunity. Planting his knee against her side, he pulled her towards him with one hand, while with the other he sought his knife. "Your son," answered the boy. And guess what? I don’t sleep much, if you haven’t noticed. "Well, like or not, I'm greatly pleased with it, and must beg it from you as a memorial——" "Of what?" she interrupted, startled by his change of manner. "Where is it?" "Are you the mother of this child?" inquired the person who had first spoken, addressing Mrs.
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