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She had called hiratitude,

and moved to take her hand, but she drew back from him with

aversion

"I think of the children, and for that reason I would do anything

in the world to save the the them

with a vicious father--yes, a vicious father Tell ether? Is that possible?

Tellher voice,

"after my husband, the father of my children, enters into a

love affair with his own children's governess?"

"But what could I do? what could I do?" he kept saying in a

pitiful voice, not knohat he was saying, as his head sank

lower and lower

"You are loathso ! You have never loved

! You are

hateful to er!" With pain and wrath she uttered the word so terrible

to herself--_stranger_

He looked at her, and the fury expressed in her face alarmed and

amazed him He did not understand how his pity for her

exasperated her She saw in him sympathy for her, but not love

"No, she hates ht