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"Perhaps he means well. Clotilde flew into a rage, crying, “How dare you lay claim to my children! I am their mother! This is a Godless house!” She accused. He heard me; but he never came in to ask what was the matter. We are alone, Sir Rowland," he added, snuffing the candles, glancing cautiously around, and lowering his tone, "and what you confide to me shall never transpire,—at least to your disadvantage. I’m a man, and I know what I mean. Wild, he asserted, had robbed him of a large sum of money, and till it was restored he would never plead. All of which proves that the doctor also had his moments of distraction, with this difference: he was not distracted from his subject matter. And you talk like that! What the devil have you been up to, to land in this bog?" It was a cast at random. I knew it. " "Lord bless us!" ejaculated Wood, "how shocking! No, I did not know that. Mind you don't stir till supper's over. I can’t rest or work or settle down to anything while things are like this between you and me. He must be tied behind the carriage. A pity you did not think to tell me that part of the tale at the outset.
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