It must be sent home this evening. And now I break the seals—for you. Tears sprang to her eyes. ‘I know you, Gerald. 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. She dare not risk it. ‘If he needed sanctuary, it raises grave doubts about his activities.
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