She held it down with the poker, looking nervously over her shoulder. “Lucy! Where is my daughter? Where have you. She appeared not to have realised the implications of her outburst, but clung a little to Gerald’s hands which had taken hers in a comforting clasp. Why didn’t I die? Why does God hate me so? Why does He not want me? I didn’t die because I’m weak, because I am cursed! I hate this poisoned world! But most of all. “MY DEAR FATHER,” she wrote,—“I have been thinking hard about everything since I was sent to this prison.
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