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" "Miscreants!" cried Sheppard, almost driven frantic by the violence of his emotions; "you're all in league with him. And turning again, as if the emotions she had churned up kept her on the move, she paced back to the mantel and there stopped, staring at her own reflection in the tarnished mirror. " He opened his eyes again. She intercepted the glance the spinsters exchanged, and immediately sensed that she had said too much. She isn't used to cities. If only sometimes he would grow angry at her, impatient! But his tender courtesy was unfailing; and under this would be the abiding bitterness of having mistaken gratitude for love. At this juncture, a cry burst from the child, who, nearly smothered by the weight imposed upon him, only recovered the use of his lungs as Wood altered the position of the bundle.
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