“You are talking like a boy. ‘Only you made me lose my temper, and—’ ‘I made you do so? Pah!’ Gerald at last succeeded in ripping the handkerchief from her grasp, and swiftly held it to her neck, oblivious to her now bloodied fingers clawing at his hand. ” A dull flush burned upon his cheeks. He would have sent the Virgin Mary to heal the baby. He forgot for the moment his own self-pity, the egotism of his own passionate love. Find the thing you want to do most intensely, make sure that’s it, and do it with all your might. But was that enough? Dim, formless suspicions of something more vital wandered about his mind. All the events of the previous day rushed to his recollection; and though he had been unintentionally the cause of his mother's death, he reproached himself as severely as if he had been her actual murderer. . At this place of refuge, situated in the heart of Wapping, near the river-side, he arrived in less than an hour, in a complete state of exhaustion. “Please go and see that—nothing happens,” she pleaded. Her neck was smeared with red and remorse flooded him. But death is better for them, since they’re orphans now!” He screamed. She’s obsessed with him, you know, totally obsessed. ” He said bravely.
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