Restlessness, then, was the trouble, simple restlessness: home bored her. The hymnal lyrics had never stirred her; she had memorized and sung them parrotwise. But not once in these ten years had they borne blossom or fruit. Her husband sat in a chair beside her bed, his head in his hands. He was speedily disarmed; and the rope and gag being found upon him, were exultingly turned against him by his conqueror, who, after pinioning his arms tightly behind his back, forced open his mouth with the iron, and effectually prevented the utterance of any further outcries. Panting with effort, she held her point menacingly at Gosse’s chest. “It’s either now or never,” said Ann Veronica, again ascending this stile. I admit it. Now, he must have folks somewhere.
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