” She sat motionless, with her hand tightening over the edge of the table, and he, too, said no more. They joined the rabble of aspiring James Deans in torn jeans and bomber jackets and girls with Clairol black hair smoking clove cigarettes. Perhaps what I need is something to bite in. ‘You have every right to be angry with me. 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. Well, one must hope, that was all. She tried for her usual confident tone, but only succeeded in sounding gruff, even to her own ears. Wants me to look out for you a bit.
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