"Get thee gone!--get thee gone!" he cried, striking wildly and blindly at her. "What do I care for thee?" Margaret took her hand and held it softly in hers. He tore his hair, he beat his head against the hard wood, then he lay exhausted and stupid. Still his daughter and Margaret did not move. Mary trembled from head to foot.

'Get thee gone! - get thee gone!' he cried, striking blindly at her. 'What do I care for thee?' Margaret took her hand, and held it softly. He tore his hair, he beat his head against the wood, then lay exhausted and stupid. His daughter and Margaret did not move. Mary trembled from head to foot.
