This child was frequently disconcerting. "Joan! Joan!" vociferated he, "open the door, for God's sake, or I shall be murdered, and so will your babby! Open the door quickly, I say. She put out her hands to avoid his embrace. Something or other—she did not catch what—he was damned if he could stand. She would never forget the agony of that first meal in the great dining room. But d—n him! let's talk o' something more agreeable. Away off in the fields the bluesmocked peasants bent still at their toil. The young ladies in the somewhat mixed society amongst which he moved neither satisfied his taste nor appealed in any way to his affections.
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