But if I escape, my gratitude—" "Pshaw!" interrupted Jonathan, scornfully. It is not well that a daughter should talk to her father as Ruth talked to hers that day. "Here's a cross-bite. "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. "I don't know.
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