The door to the room in question was closed. Old Bedlam 291 IX. “Oh God!” she cried, “Oh God!” and flung aside her opera-cloak, and for a time walked about the room—a Corsair’s bride at a crisis of emotion. Her lips parted, but no words came. She began to read, and presently she entered another world, and remained in it for two hours. “By-the-bye,” he said, presently, “your sister was married to old Ferringhall the other day, wasn’t she? I saw the notice in the papers. She looked up and said, a little breathlessly, “I’m sorry, aunt, but I don’t think I can.
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