"Had I not been the guilty wretch I am," he cried, bursting into an agony of tears, "she would never have died thus. " "I declare I don't know what to do," said Wood, burned by conflicting emotions. CHAPTER IV. . " At the sound of his voice every vestige of colour fled from Winifred's cheeks, and the work upon which she was engaged fell from her hand. "Very well. ‘But I’ve known that for years. But they were old enough to start remembering you as mother, and we cannot have that.
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