"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. “You don’t have to go if you don’t want to. My father has made every possible inquiry, and offered large rewards; but has not been able to discover the slightest trace of him. He kissed her again. I'm a graybeard, an old bachelor; so I am accorded certain privileges. Ruth, standing by, heard his true laughter for the first time. No man knew whence she had come nor why.
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