She was not squeamish—although the sight of the sergeant’s ominous preparations had severely tried her fortitude—but Kimble’s white face plagued her conscience. Wood, softening her asperity. The atmosphere was 46 strained and deathly quiet at the dining room table. He had only been prevented, indeed, by a fear of Mrs.
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