“Oh, my dear!” she cried, and suddenly flung herself, kneeling, into her husband’s arms. Cathy answered the phone. It's all your fault, you shaking coward! and, but that I feel sure you'll swing for your carelessness, I'd throw you into the well, too. Spare him!—pity me!" With this she arose, and, taking up the infant, was about to proceed down stairs, when she was alarmed by hearing the street-door opened, and the sound of heavy footsteps entering the house. "One whom you may perhaps have forgotten," replied the stranger, "but who can never forget the kindness he experienced at your hands, or at those of your excellent husband. The air was sweet with the smoky perfume of myrrh, hazy and dense with incense.
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