. So, in broken, rather breathless phrases, he told his story; and when he had done, he laid his arms upon the table and bent his head to them. Perhaps it was just as well there was no inherited memory. The few pence left in her purse would only provide a very scanty lunch. " Jonathan raised his bludgeon, but controlled himself by a powerful effort. Opening a pair of large black eyes, the child fixed them for an instant upon Wood, and then, alarmed by the light, uttered a low and melancholy cry, which, however, was speedily stilled by the caresses of his mother, towards whom he extended his tiny arms, as if imploring protection. She was a large, resilient girl, with a foolish smile, a still more foolish expression of earnestness, and a throaty contralto voice. ’ ‘For God’s sake,’ protested his junior.
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