” She came closer. Mr. On this side was a razor with which a son had murdered his father; the blade notched, the haft crusted with blood: on that, a bar of iron, bent, and partly broken, with which a husband had beaten out his wife's brains. ’ ‘You’re going to break into the house? You’re mad. I don’t want to get old or to watch my kids get married or retire. Blotted out—Love! With infinite care, through nearly a thousand pages, her father had obliterated the word Love. And, anyhow, it doesn’t matter to us. I have to see if you carry any more weapons.
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