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It was such an unexpected stroke of fortune. We married, and for a time we were happy. Then he would turn his face to her, and she would have to think of herself in his eyes. This laughter released something that had been striving for expression—her own natural buoyancy. It was an impulse. But he wrote on. There will be no more children in this house, not ever! And if anyone ever tries bringing children into our house again, I shall kill the lot of them. That for the men lay near the Lodge, with which it was connected by a dark passage. Your disobedience be upon your own head. “I dare not,” she answered. I've watched this lad—this Sheppard—from infancy; and, though I have apparently concerned myself little about him, I have never lost sight of my purpose. But never had the hand touched her with a father's caress; never had he taken her into his arms; never had he kissed her. This is part of a dream— some evil fancy.
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