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It seemed to him that a sort of mist had risen up between them. I'm a slave to my word. I MUST. She looked more than her sixty odd years, in spite of a still lush head of black hair, streaked with a little grey, which was visible under her cap and of immediate interest to Gerald. Wood. ” “You asked your father for a reason!” Miss Miniver repeated. Stanley,’ I said. “We shall try again later. I swore I would bring your husband to the gallows,—would plunge you in such want, such distress, that you should have no alternative but the last frightful resource of misery,—and I also swore, that if you had a son he should share the same fate as his father. ’ I said. ” “Not for you?” “No. I know all. He must not in any way call their attention to it.
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