“Who killed her husband?” “Go and nurse him, missus!” “Murderess!” Anna looked from left to right. “I ought to look up Gwen,” she said. She stole her glances sideways like the rest of the women. Indeed it was apparent, from the likeness between them, that they were nearly related. He had got here at speed by that means. " "I hope such a thing never will happen again, my dear," observed Wood, mildly, "but, when it does, it will be time to consider what course we ought to pursue.
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