‘For God’s sake, let go my hand,’ he begged. She looked at him curiously. “She wasn’t sane, my wife. As the time when his identity had to be proved approached, this rigour was, in a trifling degree, relaxed, and a few persons were occasionally admitted to the ward, but only in the presence of Austin. Before a month has elapsed, your mother will be mine.
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