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Even to hear that you had such thoughts of a daughter who never existed, strikes to my heart as if I had been that child."
Her eyes were filled with a strange, weird light; her voice was pleading, and her little hands, reached up upon my breast, were pressed against me as though to wring a denial from my very heart.
"Drunken sot!" they laughed; "do you know what you have done?"
And, in any case, we are infinitely safer than if we were walking.
