"Sir Cecil is no more. The baby boy was delivered in a sea of black blood, born dead and blue, and strangled by plague. The wine bubbled and seethed; and the exquisite bouquet of oranges permeated the room. It was hard to resist. She had turned round sideways, so as to look down into the fire. He felt that he might soon be separated—perhaps, for ever—from the fond little creature he held in his arms, whom he had always regarded with the warmest fraternal affection, and the thought of how much she would suffer from the separation so sensibly affected him, that he could not help joining in her grief. . He walked unsteadily towards the door. It is most uncomfortable for every one concerned. Oh, I grew fond of you as the years went by. " "Because this child's life was threatened by the persons you have mentioned," rejoined Wood.
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