The flowers upon the mantel-shelf were withered and drooping—she had gathered them. From this perturbed state he was roused by thoughts of his mother, and fancying he heard her gentle voice urging him on to fresh exertion, he started up. It was Sunday evening—a soft delicious evening, and, from the happy, cheerful look of the house, none would have dreamed of the dismal tragedy so lately acted within its walls. " O'Higgins extracted a cigar from a pocket and inspected it.
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