So, one day, because God was wroth, her mother ran away with a blackguard, and died in the gutter, miserably. She shut her lips hard, her jaw hardened, and she set herself to struggle with him. He lifted her from the floor. "Oh, God! would you take him from me?— would you murder him?" "His father's name?—and he is free," rejoined Rowland, holding her arms.
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