The sight of the thief-taker increased the fury of the mob to a fearful degree. She saw her mother, her pale face, a woman in a white robe, calling to her from a sun drenched balcony. She was consumed by misery and hate. “Dear old Daddy,” she said, “he’ll make a fearful fuss. For days I have been undecided as to whether I would come to you or no.
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