She would write to Gerald. " "Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision. "I did not know … that it was … like that!" She stepped back; but as his hands fell she caught and held them tightly. And she—’ ‘She!’ interrupted the young lady crossly. He glanced at it, and saw the bloodied blade. His little doll.
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