He grabbed her hair viciously and whispered loudly into her tear-streaked face. ’ I wanted, as I have never wanted before, to take you up, to make you mine, to carry you off and set you apart from all the strain and turmoil of life. ’ Shock spread across her lovely features. "He's not my son," rejoined the carpenter. And the woman who showed this room was tall, with an understanding eye and the quiet manner of the well-trained servant. Miss Moffatt, the history and moral instruction mistress, was particularly explicit upon this score, and they all agreed in indicating contempt and pity for girls whose minds ran on such matters, and who betrayed it in their conversation or dress or bearing.
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