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“I have no choice,” Anna declared. "
"Help me, Jack!" shouted Thames, "or I shan't be able to keep the villain down. He has been lodged in every round-house
in the metropolis, and has broken out of them all, and boasts that no prison can
hold him. He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt,
crashing music. I am a resolute man, and hitherto when I have
wanted a thing I have got it; but I have never yet wanted anything in my life as I
have wanted you. But Miss Stanley took no notice
of these things. Why didn’t I die? Why does
God hate me so? Why does He not want me? I didn’t
die because I’m weak, because I am cursed! I hate this
poisoned world! But most of all. The mother, Cathy Beck, was as patient and as
charitable of an individual that Lucy had ever known, a
big kindly Polish-American woman with the heart of an
angel.
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