It must be my fault that you have not learnt that your husband is the man to come to—at such a time as this. ” Lucy felt herself grow feverish inside. "By my shoul!" he exclaimed, smacking his lips, "dat ish goot—very goot. You have betrayed me. The girl stood with her hands behind her back, sulky, resolute, and intelligent, a strand of her black hair over one eye and looking more than usually delicate-featured, and more than ever like an obdurate child. This was the body of a man, apparently lifeless, and stretched upon a mattress, with his head bound up in a linen cloth, through which the blood had oosed.
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