"My son! my dear, dear son!" returned Mrs. “If one was free,” she said, “one could go to him. ‘Why do you think I want a man ready to run to me with every move she makes?’ countered Gerald. You know—I wish I could roll my little body up small and squeeze it into your hand and grip your fingers upon it. The distinction lay chiefly in the right to pat their heads. ‘Martha was my wet-nurse? But she is unmarried. If that's true, she's not long for this world. And here, we may be permitted to offer an observation upon the peculiar and unaccountable influence which ladies of a shrewish turn so frequently exercise over—we can scarcely, in this case, say—their lords and masters; an influence which seems not merely to extend to the will of the husband, but even to his inclinations. ‘I knew it. God must love me, for he has guided me here. Your fingers are even now as stiff as a schoolgirl’s.
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