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y child, curse me, hate me▓—I hurled down destruction on thy h●ouse.” But even as he spoke in t▓hose wild accents of ungovernable passion, bu●t too familiar to the ears that ●heard, he had raised and strained her convuls●ively to his breast, covering

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    n the blessed▓ luxury of tears; shuddering, s●he repeated his last words

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    ry. “▓Yes, I, even I, my child.I was not suf●ficiently wretched—the

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