" The poor widow hung her head, and pressed her child closer to her breast. “How have you been lately, Lucy? You’ve been such a stranger. He turned the water off and handed her a towel. She exited solemnly, retrieving and carrying Michelle’s unconscious figure into the forest like a reluctant bridegroom. Taking the wind was her business in life. Hill was seated. Forgetting her occupation in her anger, she left off bathing Darrell's wrist; and, squeezing his arm so tightly that the boy winced with pain, she clapped her right hand upon her hip, and turned, with flashing eyes and an inflamed countenance, towards her crest-fallen spouse.
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