And then the fetters, which were still upon his legs:—how was he to get rid of them? Tired and dispirited, he still wandered on. Instead had come this storm, this shouting, this weeping, this confusion of threats and irrelevant appeals. . Spare me yet a little while, Father! not for my own sake, but for the sake of this poor babe. . And empty.
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