E. " "Palliate them as you may," replied the widow, gravely, "they were faults; and as such, cannot be repaired by a greater wrong. Perhaps some one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands. Wood was heard without, angrily demanding admittance. Then his beard was of a reddish hue, and his complexion warm and sanguine. Then he sat down again in a chair and said that people who wrote novels ought to be strung up. And she would have rushed to him, if she had not been forcibly withheld by her son. Unlocking several doors, he came to a dark vault, that would have rivalled the gloomiest cell in Newgate, into which he thrust Thames, and fastened the door. She was shaking violently when she entered the side door of the house.
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