132 “I thought you wanted me—you told me so when we kissed in the park!” He cried. You came to see me in the hospital. . I couldn’t help the thought. "Farewell!" blubbered the executioner's wife, pressing his hand to her lips. "You are my prisoner. 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. That's part of the bargain. She put a hand to the lad’s cold cheek and choked on a sob.
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