"You want me, then?" she said. “Was it terrible for you after he died?” “Don’t worry yourself about it John. ’ She ended on a note of sheer frustration, clenched fists beating the air. ‘Lucky I have you to keep me from Bedlam, then. "Try!" Enraged at the assurance of his mistress, the woollen-draper endeavoured to carry his threat into execution, but all his efforts to remove her were unavailing. He squatted and threw his arm around the backs of her knees.
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