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The Night-Cellar
XVIII. Lucy studied Katy for the rest of the game. "Poor Mrs. ” He
made quite a long pause, and went on, with a sigh: “You have a voting paper
given you—”
They emerged into the publicity of the lawn. “I think that I will leave this letter for him,” she said. In a fit of despondency, superinduced
by drunkenness, he made away with himself; and when the body was discovered,
after a lapse of some months, such was the impression produced by the spectacle
—such the alarm occasioned by the crazy state of the building, and, above all, by
the terror inspired by strange and unearthly noises heard during the night, which
were, of course, attributed to the spirit of the suicide, that the place speedily
enjoyed the reputation of being haunted, and was, consequently, entirely
abandoned. It took all my self control not to let my
hands wander. At the present moment she was living in a world of her own creation, a carnival
of brave men and fair women, characters out of the tales she had so newly read
for the first time. ”
Her mind diverged to other aspects, and another type of womanhood. “You belong to me,” he said fiercely; “the marriage certificate is in my pocket.
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