‘Didn’t mean it, love. He strangled the infant, which slipped out of his hands and screamed. They were silent and no longer observant, being more or less exhausted by the tedious action of the chairs. His clothes had evidently seen some service, and were plentifully begrimed with the dust of the workshop. Being in a great hurry, he took little heed where he set his feet; and a board giving way, he must have fallen, if he had not grasped a large plank laid upon the transverse beam immediately over his head. Wary they might be. Hollo rumbled in his throat. He turned round to keep Anna out by force if possible, but he was too late. Someday I'll take you down there and have them rig up the coconut dance for you.
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