But in its stead—toward morning—there appeared another idea which appealed to him as sublime, appealed to the primitive conscience, to his artistic sense of the drama, to the poet and the novelist in him. She was the consummate mother, even when extremely tired, she missed nothing. "Mur—der!" roared Wood, struggling to free himself from his assailant, by whom he was half strangled. .
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