” “Well,” Mrs. Several of the assailants carried links, so that the room was a blaze of light. The letter began: “MY DEAREST GIRL,—I cannot let you do this foolish thing—” She crumpled notes and letter together in her hand, and then with a passionate gesture flung them into the fire. And, as he was about to put himself into a posture of defence, his mother clasped him in her arms. At length, about an hour before dawn on the second day—Sunday—having spent the early part of the night in watching at the gates of the robbers' sanctuary, and being almost exhausted from want of rest, she set out homewards. " "I am calm—quite calm, Rowland," she answered, with lips whose agitation belied her words. “DON’T!” she said, and wrenched her wrist from his retaining hand. “I think we’ve exhausted this discussion,” she said. Upon a table, where they had been hastily deposited, on the intelligence of Darrell's accident, lay a pair of pink kid gloves, bordered with lace, and an enormous fan; the latter, when opened, represented the metamorphosis and death of Actæon. “I do mean that,” she declared. And since then, he has openly avowed his determination of cutting his master's throat on the slightest inkling of treachery. "I give you one minute for reflection.
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