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"I know my life is valuable to you, or you would not spare it. I wish I could get you to imitate Thames Darrell. Taking her limbs was the only thing I could do short of killing her. Can you kill yourself?” He asked quietly. "My father!" she whispered. She was dressed in a little white frock, with a very long body, and very short sleeves, which looked (from a certain fullness about the hips,) as if it was intended to be worn with a hoop. And here, we may be permitted to offer an observation upon the peculiar and unaccountable influence which ladies of a shrewish turn so frequently exercise over—we can scarcely, in this case, say—their lords and masters; an influence which seems not merely to extend to the will of the husband, but even to his inclinations.

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