So saying, he manfully resumed his work; while Wood and Thames quitted the room, and went down stairs. Lucy stepped inside. ‘If you had told him that I would rather die than see him, he would not have come. She heard his voice screaming her name into the twilight as she fled, his cries trailing like banners, weaving through the breeze that had begun to gently stir the dew on the ground. On this side was a razor with which a son had murdered his father; the blade notched, the haft crusted with blood: on that, a bar of iron, bent, and partly broken, with which a husband had beaten out his wife's brains.
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