"My God! will you see your child strangled before your eyes, and not so much as scream for help?" said Wood, staring at the widow with a look of surprise and horror. From time to time the man below would shout, and the boy would let the threads go with the snap of a harpist, only to recover them instantly. The white veil had fallen to the ground and Gerald retrieved it for her. Generations had been born and died in between the times she had gotten laid. Sorrow lay in the back of his mind as he withdrew, but he put it aside.
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