She tried surreptitiously to reach her own dagger, in its cunning hiding place in her petticoat. "I must tell you," she was saying. " He rose for fear she might touch him again. He is steeped in the conventions. In vain Wood protested his innocence. The farmer was a widow who was slightly famous around town for his prize cows and slightly more famous for his good looks. And, if ever I'm brought to the gallows, I shall lay my death at her door. They should never come into contact with politics or economics—or any of those things. "Shall I never banish those horrible phantoms from my couch—the father with his bleeding breast and dripping hair!—the mother with her wringing hands and looks of vengeance and reproach!—And must another be added to their number—their son! Horror!—let me be spared this new crime! And yet the gibbet—my name tarnished—my escutcheon blotted by the hangman!—No, I cannot submit to that. The daughters, he had hoped, would be their mother’s care.
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