“I may not see the Widgetts for some little time, father,” she said. I’m not sure if Janine cared. Before he could recover from the stunning effects of the blow, Wood possessed himself of the child: and, untying the noose which had been slipped round its throat, had the satisfaction of hearing it cry lustily. He taught her how to read and write in Latin and Greek, often rewarding her for her efforts with a flower or a trinket. If I'd not gone mad, they would have hanged me. It is her duty to tell me, and I would not have her think that I had been trying to work upon your sympathies to learn her secrets.
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