She returned home to the Beck house soaked and
soggy. But her husband, whose deportment to
her was considerably changed since the fatal knot had been tied, paid no
attention whatever to her grief. It was Sunday evening—a soft delicious evening, and, from the happy, cheerful
look of the house, none would have dreamed of the dismal tragedy so lately
acted within its walls. Be a
sport, and pile it all on me!"
He went to bed. It
has. I am very good at guessing names. ”
She stopped abruptly, and turned about toward the front door. Melusine ran to catch at his arm. She were brought to bed a few days after Miss Mary. ToC
After running to some distance down Seacoal Lane, Jack stopped to give a last
look at the vehicle which was bearing away the remains of his beloved and illfated mother.
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