Women are hypocrites to the last—true only to themselves. I have been thinking—I will go to my wife again. Darting quickly to the chest that contained the priest’s vestments, she leapt onto it and reached her arm down to scrabble behind it on the floor. ‘Now what?’ The girl’s voice was shaking, and there were, he saw now, angry tears in her eyes. Before he could recover from the stunning effects of the blow, Wood possessed himself of the child: and, untying the noose which had been slipped round its throat, had the satisfaction of hearing it cry lustily. “Do you need me to tell you? You have tasted the luxury of power.
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