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"He stands before you," rejoined her son. " "Hold your tongue, hussy!" cried her husband gruffly. "My own father!" Queerly the room and its objects receded and vanished; and there intervened a series of mental pictures that so long as she lived would ever be recurring. Her aunt had secretly sent on to Ann Veronica some new warm underclothing, a dozen pairs of stockings, and her last winter’s jacket, but the dear lady had overlooked those boots. A shiver slid down inside her. ’ ‘You should be happy that you are not dead,’ she retorted, but with a diminution of the venom and fright in her voice. She had only to get through this, to solace Manning as much as she could, to put such clumsy plasterings on his wounds as were possible, and then, anyhow, she would be free—free to put her fate to the test. It is bad policy. The blow had brought him back to the realm of sober thought. " "Then this is not my child?" exclaimed she, with increased astonishment. With a little sigh of happiness she accepted this new thing. She could feel Michelle’s nervousness leaching into her spine.
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