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Maid of the Mist

Chapter 5 No.5

Word Count: 631    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

t passionate resentment, and drove him into paroxysms of raging fury. He cursed everything under the sun and everyone who came near him, with a completeness

is outbreaks, quailed before the storm. Young Job alone suffered it without turning a hair, and paid

by reason of his quiet inattention to the

ven to his seasoned nerves. What it must all mean

hair's-breadth. Dale got her out of the room, and turned and gave his patient a s

tor asked the white-faced wife, wh

I was off my guard because you were there. Oh

self if he goes

t thing for him-and for us. Can't you let him die?" and a tiny spark s

for the brusqueness, "I am sorely distressed for you, but there is nothing to be

Oh, I wish I were dead myself. I cannot bear it," and she broke into hysterica

lf's sympathy. And he and she had been almost as brot

as with her shaking head against his breas

, without so much as a knock, her

n't stop in there alone with him. It's as much

and then find young Job and send him up. I'l

ade her lie down there, and explain

row things

il up so at nothing at all," and she went off in search of young Job, who was p

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