As though it was indelicate—it’s just a sort of shyness. Place a pistol at my ear, and shoot me, if I've told you false. I have come to take you home; and hereafter my word will be the law. "Mother!" she echoed,—"mother! why do you call me by that name?" "Because you are my mother. ‘Silence,’ he warned again, with a prod of the dagger at her heart.
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