Her softly intertwined fingers became rigid. She imagined descending the stairs, hearing Mike’s uproarious laughter as she peeked around a vacant corner with a lump in her throat. If only this child were his: what good times they would have together! The thought passed on, but it left a little ache in his heart. Leave me my blanket! I'm very cold at night. A cry was then raised by the leaders to attack Wild's house, and the fury of the mob was instantly directed to that quarter. .
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