She had been in the drawing-room for a few minutes before the gong had sounded, and had chattered gaily to every one. On the morrow Spurlock (who was unaware that he had offered a prayer) let down the bars to his reserve. "Gracious Heaven!—is she the inmate of a mad-house?" "She is, Sir," answered the woollen-draper, sadly, "driven there by her son's misconduct. He called to the other attendant, who held the torch. This was followed by heavy footsteps, and in another moment the dining-room door was flung open.
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