Wood, in deploring his wild career, adverted to the melancholy condition to which it had reduced his mother. Then he stood up and repeated it again. “I heard your voices, and the hall is draughty. Eventually this comradeship (slightly resented by Rollo) reached a point where he could call out from the study: "Hey, Ruth!—come and tell me what you think of this. It is like a second honeymoon. It was nothing like the big church wedding she wanted, but nothing could shame her greater than to have a child out of wedlock. The vengeance of the assailants did not stop here.
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