"All life is a muddle, and we are all muddlers, more or less. "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. “I would give my life for you. “I had lunch very late to-day, and I did not get home in time for dinner. "You know my fixed determination," he added in a low tone, as he passed the carpenter. " "I wish I could have foreseen. And now, a fair exchange, Sir. She had carried a chair into the room veranda and had watched and listened until the night silences had lengthened and only occasionally she heard a voice or the rattle of rickshaw wheels in the courtyard. "Why does she weep?" Ruth wanted to know.
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