" "Hurt her? It would tear her to pieces; God knows she has had enough. ’ ‘What about the lad?’ said the captain suddenly. ” She put her wrists upon his shoulders, feeling him surge with the pride of his own masculinity as she touched him. ’ ‘Prudence,’ repeated Gerald unguardedly. She was not squeamish—although the sight of the sergeant’s ominous preparations had severely tried her fortitude—but Kimble’s white face plagued her conscience. She practiced swaddling on a doll, pretending to pat the head of her imaginary infant boy. He made her tell him the core of the difficulty. . "It is addressed to my mother," he added, as his eye glanced rapidly over it, "and by my father.
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