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    RIGHT OK WRONG. 393

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    _ -«» *• ( Concluded From Page 339.)

    in tlie frenzy and self-abasement "with , which , everything was confessed accusing to me herself . At of length the blackest , exhausted ingratitude by her emotion , to imp breathe lorin , — g at me one never allusion moment to

    me respecting divul , and ge what not it compel to she her had ; her the confided to next be , a desiring never daily again witness that I of would my happ send an iness her from ; all this intermingled with incoherent appeals for pardonand passionate

    , outbreaks "I know of not despair how long , —she I knelt wept by herself her side to , sleep upholding in my that arms sle . eping breasthad

    many form that , day which figures been nestled flitting passed , like before how an had me infant all ; I this ' s saw upon misery her my return come when about to . conscious How she ? I saw be

    held ness , who but was to break assisting forth me into to revive hysterical her weep ; I saw ing the physician - unrufflednedsmiling at strange distressrecommending

    her and .. then being , — unco oh carried crne to I , retraced her room it , my all and but left darkl to silence y , fearfull , and y repose , as if ;

    the mist of years yes lay , between what I , had been before those words were spoken , and the crushed , soul-stricken wretch that discovery

    had left me ! her " a Still mother she ' slept s tenderness on . I had and not yet courage as she to rested disturb there her , , her I felt frame for

    long quivering eyelashe at s each , I kep sobbing t mut ; tering ? inspiration to myself , the , tear ' Aye s , hang warmed ing on in her my bosom to at last—and those wordsrepeated with

    teeth clusion clenched of sting together connected me , seemed tr ; ain of to thoug resound ht . in I did my , not brain pray to ; the I did ex my

    not weep ; any I neither looked backwards nor forwards . I did not in notice . Hour that day after lig hour ht had thus long passed faded , away but , I and recked that ni not ght of was it . closing Time *

    appeared " I was to at stand last roused still with bthe me . entrance of a servant with a light . y

    when " ' Major the doctor Irton sai desired d were me to to call rem you ain , quiet ma ' am with . Miss He went Alice away , but you

    had he has both come gone back to sleep every , I half thoug hour ht you to know had how better you heard not were be disturbed . As you ;

    we came to the door once or twice , but you never us . ' " "We silently disengaged her arms in from about dream my neck , told and the she

    never wokebut once moaned as if a painful . I woman straiht to to watch , Eustace by her I side went , and first then to left own her ; room but ; I it did was not per go - my

    Veril falling fectly g dark I upon was —ther my e knees was ht . low , some bowed relief life my in laid he that ad in to . the the I locked d _\ _ist ground : I the had in door onl agony , y and a . brougmy

    and cry "A of there y hurried despair stood knock to Eustace proffer at . my to , Alarmed door my God recalled ! at my me long to myself delay . , he I opened had come it ,

    in search , of me himself .

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    Right Ok Wrong. 393

    RIGHT OK WRONG . 393

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  • English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), Aug. 1, 1859, page 393, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse-os.kdl.kcl.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01081859/page/33/