"If Jack would come to my house, I'd contrive to hide him," remarked a buxom dame. ‘There is no one who could have told him this. Why? Here was a curtain indeed. The arrangement had been made by the town matchmaker, a frightening old oak of a man. Here was a hole as wide as a church-door. He was accustomed to such surprises, and enjoyed them. "Those chops, fried potatoes, and buttered toast. Its cavernous expanses equaled the upstairs of the house. Vexation at his folly in suffering himself to be thus entrapped kept Wood for a short time silent. Women are not in the world in the same sense that men are—fighting individuals in a scramble. He had absorbed her in a single glance, and was now defining her as he worked. "My God! will you see your child strangled before your eyes, and not so much as scream for help?" said Wood, staring at the widow with a look of surprise and horror.
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