” She was silent, and in the gloom of the dimly lit apartment he could not see her face. "What have you got there in your breast—a stone? Is there blood or water in your veins?" The dam broke, but not with violence. ’ ‘Poor little devil,’ said Gerald, genuinely sorry for her. "So, you're admiring my cabinet, Sir Rowland," he remarked, with a sinister smile; "it is generally admired; and, sometimes by parties who afterwards contribute to the collection themselves,—ha! ha! This skull," he added, pointing to a fragment of mortality in the case beside them, "once belonged to Tom Sheppard, the father of the lad I spoke of just now. "And me," added Mrs.
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