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. She realized dimly that there was no personal thing behind his cry, that countless myriads of Mannings had “My God!”-ed with an equal gusto at situations as flatly apprehended. A moment more and he would have been crushed beneath the ponderous board, when a slight but strong arm arrested its descent. I have a new cult to teach, a new enthusiasm. Miching Mallecho. What!— you know so little of that child? She ran away from you.
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