“Listen to me. Spurlock remained where he was until the sail became an infinitesimal speck in the distance. I swore I would bring your husband to the gallows,—would plunge you in such want, such distress, that you should have no alternative but the last frightful resource of misery,—and I also swore, that if you had a son he should share the same fate as his father. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. "Hear me," he cried, restraining himself with difficulty. "I'll cut down him who opposes me. She looked at me as though I were some unclean thing, as though my soul were weighted with every sin in the calendar. . Gerald would not marry her even with a dowry. Spurlock slept on.
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