But his astonishment would have been great indeed had he known that not even her father had ever caressed her, either with lips or with hands. Before he could recover from the stunning effects of the blow, Wood possessed himself of the child: and, untying the noose which had been slipped round its throat, had the satisfaction of hearing it cry lustily. You truly are your mother’s, Lucia. ’ ‘But I am not stopping you from carrying on your business. Briefly explained, she was as the child who discards the rag baby for the living one. Oh, I know. "There's an old proverb," continued Wood, rising and walking towards the fire, "which says,—'Put another man's child in your bosom, and he'll creep out at your elbow. Maggot and Edgeworth Bess. They don’t count, and I don’t care.
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