“Loneliness,” she said, “is a luxury which I never permit myself. Before he could recover from the stunning effects of the blow, Wood possessed himself of the child: and, untying the noose which had been slipped round its throat, had the satisfaction of hearing it cry lustily. It was denied him, for as he closed his eyes—though but for an instant—the whole scene of his former visit to the place rose before him. Brendon.
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