Perhaps this was the real turning point: the hour in which the disordered mind began permanently to readjust itself. He grabbed her hair viciously and whispered loudly into her tear-streaked face. This incredible scene robbed him of the sense of locomotion. You called her a wanton!" "Because I had every reason to believe she was one. " "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. ‘Parbleu, I hope that I do not have many more times to come in this way to the house,’ she muttered fretfully. \"Okay, all right, no better time than the present. At one moment, it seemed as if the flying bark was about to put to shore.
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