” He replied. Her husband had caught her leaning over a precipice into the ruins of the oubliette, and had punished her by flogging her back with a switch. . " "But, my love," still remonstrated Wood, "you know I'm going to look after the boys——" "After Mrs. But this time she wanted nothing for herself: she wanted something for Hoddy—success. “Troubles, my friend,” she exclaimed lightly. He shall expiate his offences on the gibbet. Her mind invoked her husband, who she imagined lying dead in a ditch somewhere, tortured and killed by brigands or perhaps eaten by creatures like herself, a fate he actually deserved. "Perhaps," replied Wood, doubtfully.
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