"
"Get hence," continued Mrs. "Brother," cried Lady Trafford, her eye blazing with unnatural light, and her
cheek suffused with a crimson stain: "Brother," she cried, lifting her thin fingers
towards Heaven, "as God shall judge me, I was wedded to that murdered man!"
"A lie!" ejaculated Sir Rowland, furiously; "a black, and damning lie!"
"It is the truth," replied his sister, falling backwards upon the couch. ‘Yes, miss. He was a manly man,
free from any strong maternal strain, and he had loved his dark-eyed, dainty
bright-colored, and active little wife with a real vein of passion in his sentiment. ”
“What!” he asked; “not a kiss?”
She affected not to hear. There were no evidences of any struggle, no overturned chairs or disarranged
furniture. She moved a little nearer to him. I was being
stupid. She hurried with Jack as fast as she could
to the open door to the passage. In the interim, Jack advanced to the woollen-draper, and regarding him sternly,
thus addressed him:
"You have violated the laws of hospitality, Mr.
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