. " "My poor son!" groaned the widow, sinking backwards. The petals have fallen—the red petals we loved so. Never for a moment had violence come between these two since long ago he had, in spite of her mother’s protest in the background, carried her kicking and squalling to the nursery for some forgotten crime. The monster, Wild, when he visited my dungeon last night, told me, to add to my misery, that she occupied a cell near me. But with Gosse and the woman in prison here, there is always the chance that the whole affair may be raked up all over again.
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