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Maid of the Mist

Chapter 4 No.4

Word Count: 872    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

dle; under such circumstances that Elinor met them on the steps and asked Wulfrey, with

ea

re so it was not much to be wondered at, though undoubtedly greatly to be deplored, had answered her, somewhat sternly, "Not dead. Badly broken. He may

e at his face, and turned and went on

ate hurdle and bearers with room to spare, so they carried the Master right

en simply a case of vehement passion disregarding, and momentarily overcoming, the frailty of the fle

recalling what had happened, murmured in a bitter whisper, "Damnation! Damnation! Damnation!" an

m out of the depths; horror, desperation, furious revolt, hopelessness, all mingled in the wild glea

led hoarsely. "I'm done. -- that horse!

! You know I can't do tha

fe! I won't, I tell you. -- it, man, can

ght and you'll get some r

-- you!" to his wife, who stood watching with her hands tightly clasped as thou

u're doing yourself harm," sa

ll. Poison me,

n down and get that draught. We'll

and followed him out, and the sick m

d quickly, as she close

t if he lives he'll

er die than li

nd mix him a draught which may give him some rest. You'll need assistanc

iger then. I w

hinking of. She's an excellent nurse, both brains

so very long ago, been busy with the names of Pasley and Jane, as she had at other time

can find anyone

nt off at speed to get the draught and find

draught, and started on the search for a nurse who should combine a

ecial line and in a labourer's cottage, but useless for a job such as this. There was nothi

I will manage with one of the girls f

all very well

not require him, but he can be at hand in c

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