“No, I must have had hope lurking somewhere too. A conviction that her sister’s words were true had from the
first possessed her. Gerald noted the lady’s eyes brighten as she caught sight of him making his
way through the throng towards her. “Tut, tut!” he said. Her slender
throat was encircled by a black riband, with a small locket attached to it; and
upon the top of her head rested a diminutive lace cap. *****
Spurlock possessed that extraordinary condition of the mind which is called New
England conscience. "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.
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