" Amazed at the boy's assurance, Wood left off boxing his ears for a moment, and, looking at him steadfastly, said in a grave tone, "Jack, Jack, you'll come to be hanged!" "Better be hanged than hen-pecked," retorted the lad with a malicious grin. I didn’t understand. “Don’t you get it, Lucy? I’ve always thought he was an idiot. "What's the matter?" he cried. She was a merry creature, it is true, and quite beautiful. Here was a little corner of the past—a tragic corner. “These are the sort of things that aren’t supposed to happen. It was not the type of household where one could come and go at all hours, for this she was glad. May I know your name?’ The lady eyed him.
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