”
He saw her into the train at Waterloo, and stood, a tall, grave figure, with hat
upraised, as the carriage moved forward slowly and hid him. You’re never going to believe this, by the
way. "Where is the boy?" demanded Sir Rowland. He
was ill at ease, though he would not have confessed his disquietude even to
himself. . Wood, despair will come over me; and, dear as this babe is to me, far dearer
than my own wretched life, which I would lay down for him any minute, I have
prayed to Heaven to remove him, rather than he should grow up to be a man, and
be exposed to his father's temptations—rather than he should live as wickedly
and die as disgracefully as his father. Get on, do. You called yourself a murderess. At a turn in the road, he perceived Winifred looking anxiously
towards him, and when she discovered him, she waved her hand.
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