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On this side was a razor with which a son had murdered his father; the blade notched, the haft crusted with blood: on that, a bar of iron, bent, and partly broken, with which a husband had beaten out his wife's brains. Sheppard stopped him. "Rather a devil," groaned her son, "to have done this. "Souls," she answered, drily. “It isn’t anything to do with our times particularly. Since her husband has laid me under such a weight of obligation, I couldn't, in honour, continue— hem!" and he took another explanatory pinch. She would look up, shake her head, and then go back to her reading or crewelwork.
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