But his role was altered, and he was now playing the bridegroom in this remarkable drama. “None, I thank you,” he answered. "Dying, Sir Rowland. The hand that had been clenched lay open, relaxed; and upon the palm he saw her mother's locket. Poor soul! she nearly died when she heard he had robbed his master; and it might have been well if she had done so, for she never afterwards recovered her reason. She practiced swaddling on a doll, pretending to pat the head of her imaginary infant boy.
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