Not a word was uttered by the assemblage; but a hush of expectation reigned throughout. It’s well hidden, miss. All alone; and nobody cared whether he lived or died. Then a handkerchief was thrown over the cage, to prevent the bird from singing; it was her favourite canary. “MY DEAR DAUGHTER,” it ran,—“Here, on the verge of the season of forgiveness I hold out a last hand to you in the hope of a reconciliation. You have just passed through rather a severe physical struggle; just as previously to your collapse you had gone through some terrific mental strain. One mistress enough to ruin a man,—two, the devil. “I will not rob you of your coffee, most dutiful of sisters!” she exclaimed. It would have been better had he succeeded in murdering her, she thought.
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