We can’t afford to turn our women, our Madonnas, our Saint Catherines, our Mona Lisas, our goddesses and angels and fairy princesses, into a sort of man. . Sir Rowland witnessed these proceedings like one stupified. "This gash," he added, pointing to one of the larger scars, "was a wipe from the hanger of Tom Thurland, whom I apprehended for the murder of Mrs. Wood's famous 'prentice?" "What apprentice?" asked the stranger, in surprise. "Mur—der!" roared Wood, struggling to free himself from his assailant, by whom he was half strangled. He had tossed an honoured name into the mire; he required no prison bars to accentuate this misery.
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