Her mind invoked her husband, who she imagined lying dead in a ditch somewhere, tortured and killed by brigands or perhaps eaten by creatures like herself, a fate he actually deserved. “The man alone could supply any, and if he recovers sufficiently to say anything, what he would say would exonerate you. ” “You would let him—knowing—all that you know?” “Why not? She is my flesh and blood.
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