As the carpenter's gaze wandered over this scene of devastation, his attention
was drawn by Mrs. And, as he was about to put himself into a posture of defence, his mother clasped
him in her arms. "Though
you lorded it over that fond fool, Mrs. Wood," added she in a hollow voice, and with a ghastly look, "gin may bring
ruin; but as long as poverty, vice, and ill-usage exist, it will be drunk. “This party must be so boring for you. “Do you know,” she said, “that every one is remarking how ill you look. Don't worry about me. You know, I’ve done no
work at all this afternoon. \"Yes, uh, no. “I have hurt my father,” she said; “I have hurt my aunt. He was all alone, too. ”
She shivered.
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