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The Well Hole
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XIII. She had fallen asleep. Most women of great physical
beauty are flawed, and their flaw is that they are dense
with no ability to perceive or retain true knowledge. But then—Oh! Madam, there are moments—moments of darkness, which
overshadow a whole existence—in the lives of the poor houseless wretches who
traverse the streets, when reason is well-nigh benighted; when the horrible
promptings of despair can, alone, be listened to; and when vice itself assumes
the aspect of virtue. "
He offered cigars, and Ruth got up. Wood," said the lady bridling up, "my request may, perhaps, have some
weight with you. Gerald would
not marry her even with a dowry. ‘What mischief?’
‘I don’t know, but I’ll go bail you’re at something. It means social isolation—struggle. The walls rocked, the footrail of the bed wavered, and the girl's head
had the nebulosity of a composite photograph. "I strangled him—ha! ha! ha!—strangled him while he was at my breast—ha!
ha!"—And then with a sudden and fearful change of look, she added, "That's
what has driven me mad, I killed my child to save him from the gallows—oh!
oh! One man hanged in a family is enough. "
"Very well, sir.
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