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She had recourse to the torn off strip of petticoat again, and blowing her nose with an air of determination, sniffed back the tears. A physiognomist, indeed, would have likened him to that crafty animal, and it must be owned the general formation of his features favoured such a comparison. Never had he corrected her with hand or whip, the ring in his voice had always been sufficient to cower her. It was as if the Devil himself had raped and defiled her mother.

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