B. "Well, my dear, I've a proposal to make in regard to this babby of yours, which may, or may not, be agreeable. Amid this portentous hush, the report of a pistol reached the carpenter's ears; and, raising his head at the sound, he beheld a sight which filled him with fresh apprehensions. ‘I’m only a poor country wench, child. Lucy howled as tooth met bone, her arm clamped in the trap of Rhea’s huge canines.
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