She had never felt so acutely the desire for free initiative, for a life unhampered by others. " There was another pause. "My son," she murmured, wringing her hands piteously—, "my son the companion of thieves! My son in Jonathan Wild's power! It cannot be. Probably he taught me what a joke was merely to irritate my father; for suddenly Father stopped my going to the store for things and sent our old Kanaka cook instead. ” Lucy put her hand to her heart and pulled one of her kinky curls straight. "It's all over," groaned Wood, "and perhaps it's as well her senses are gone.
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