Before he could recover from the stunning effects of the blow, Wood possessed himself of the child: and, untying the noose which had been slipped round its throat, had the satisfaction of hearing it cry lustily. Gerald’s breath caught. “We are, or rather we were, so much alike then that the portrait of either of us would have done for the other. She never forced the issue, it was their father’s job. “Child!” he cried.
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