"Our worthy friend was going to observe, Ma'am, that we never fail in our devotion to the fair sex," said Mr. “You do not even know what you are talking about. " "Dear mother, don't say so," returned Winifred. To-morrow he might be sorry; but to-day, this hour! She rose, not quickly, but with a dignity which only accentuated her beauty. Meanwhile, the service proceeded; and the awful command, "Thou shalt not steal!" was solemnly uttered by the preacher, when Mrs. Her eyes where glassy and shining. But, no. She would have to leave very soon. Epithalamy might do. . But it was not so ordered. "We have had a sad loss, my dear Winifred," he began,—"for I must use the privilege of an old friend, and address you by that familiar name,—we have had a sad loss in the death of your lamented parent, whose memory I shall for ever revere. To be near someone, even someone who made a pretense of friendliness, to hear voices, her own intermingling, would serve as a rehabilitating tonic. Meanwhile, the mob outside had prodigiously increased, and had begun to exhibit some disposition to riot.
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