"I knew how it would be," she cried, in the shrill voice peculiar to a shrew, "when you brought that worthless hussy's worthless brat into the house. I thank God for His sunlight on your face. Come into the parlour, Winifred, and dry your eyes directly, or I'll send you to bed. And then I came here. " "Spare him! spare him!" cried Mrs.
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