"Get up, mother," cried Jack; "do not kneel to him. I shall count it a privilege. “This has almost killed your father. ” Ann Veronica had remained standing while her aunt spoke. Pain sliced into Gerald’s hand and his sword arm jerked. Are you now satisfied?" "No," interposed Wood, furiously, "I shall never be satisfied till I see you hanged on the highest gibbet at Tyburn. I’m a female thing at bottom. We already had a place to mislay blame.
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