She turned out the electric light and gained the hall. But ere the words could find utterance, her maternal tenderness overcame her indignation; and, sinking upon her knees, she extended her arms over her child. It was also cold, and dark, for there had been no time to light the lantern. The farmer was a widow who was slightly famous around town for his prize cows and slightly more famous for his good looks. She leaned forward and addressed him. ” The housemaid’s presence acted as a useful restraint. ” Her mind diverged to other aspects, and another type of womanhood. It’s a mismatch.
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