She must kill this man, or kill herself. You must think of this evening, John, sometimes—as a sort of atonement. The more her thoughts dwelt upon the subject, the more convinced she was that she could not go to any one for help; she would have to solve the riddle by her own efforts, by some future experience. Soot was everywhere, for the lamp would not stay trimmed in the gale.
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