Her mind invoked her husband, who she imagined lying dead in a ditch somewhere, tortured and killed by brigands or perhaps eaten by creatures like herself, a fate he actually deserved. The necessity which had previously existed of leaving the ghastly evidence of the murderous deed undisturbed,—the presence of the mangled corpse,—the bustle of the inquest, at which her attendance was required,—all these circumstances produced a harrowing effect upon the young girl's imagination. Wood at Dollis Hill, was assaulted and half-killed by a party of ruffians, headed, he swore, by Mr. "No, no!" With a gesture, fierce and intolerant, she seized the Bible and thrust it out of sight, into the drawer. " "What faith is to be kept with a felon?" replied the woollen-draper, disdainfully. "Forgive—forgive me!" "I have nothing to forgive," replied Mrs. Give way, and let us render what assistance we can to the poor wretch. We’re going in. He seemed too noisy.
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