I’m ashamed to confess it, but I didn’t want the charge of you—a too close reminder of my own lost babe. "Good Lord!—cannibals?" "Aye. A-L-I-V-A—Aliva—T-R-EN—Trencher that's it. At sight of his wan features, she forgot the urgency of her need for a moment, and fell to her knees at his bedside, placing her hands on his slack ones where they lay on the soiled coverlet.
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