"Spare him!" cried Mrs, Sheppard, who fancied she had made some impression on the obdurate breast of the thief-taker,—"spare him! and I will forgive you, will thank you, bless you. The poor wretch, driven by desperation to the commission of a crime which her soul abhors, is no more beyond the hope of reformation than she is without the pale of mercy. . That glove is still preserved. I was engaged to dine with your sister and her husband, and I sent a wire. We'll have some fun down there at my place, Spurlock; but we'll probably bore your wife to death. Wood, in deploring his wild career, adverted to the melancholy condition to which it had reduced his mother. She leaped to a world of shabby knowledge, of furtive base realizations. Her aunt was blandly amiable above a certain tremulous undertow, and talked as if to a caller about the alarming spread of marigolds that summer at the end of the garden, a sort of Yellow Peril to all the smaller hardy annuals, while her father brought some papers to table and presented himself as preoccupied with them. ” Annabel shrugged her shoulders. . ‘That is imbecile. .
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