My husband, he is cruel and wicked, and—and entirely undistinguished. If you love me, do not allude to this subject again. I think not. He swore that I was his wife, that chance had given me to him at last. "We never suffer him to mention Mr. The first time, I overlooked the offence; but the second time, when I had planned to break open the house of his master, the fellow who visited you to-night,—Wood, the carpenter of Wych Street,—he betrayed me. He regretted now that in his idle hours he hadn't hunted up one against the rainy day. You are to come home.
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