"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. ‘And I am delighted to see that you are ready to admit that the Charvills—or rather the Valades—are indeed your affair. ToC Sir Rowland, meantime, paced his chamber with a quick and agitated step. ‘You mean—’ ‘Hilary!’ Lucy turned excited eyes back to Alderley. ” “Afraid!” “Yes. " Pain was stabbing him, now here, now there; pain was real enough; but he could not establish as a fact in his throbbing brain the presence of his aunt in the doorway.
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