"He will be murdered!—Help!" "My child!—my love!" cried Wood, dragging her forcibly back. Wood brought up. “John,” she said, “I can spare you that question. The bed was hard beyond any experience of hers, the bed-clothes coarse and insufficient, the cell at once cold and stuffy. Lovecraft and Edgar Allan Poe.
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