"Vill this do?" demanded the constable, taking the candle from the lantern, the better to display the narrow limits of the hole. But it sounds too real to be imagined. "Pick up that blade, Nab," vociferated Wild, finding himself hotly pressed, "and stab him. " "Only three days," reiterated the widow, "three short short days,—and then all is over. "Where shall I fly?" exclaimed the lady, bewildered with terror. "Does your father doubt it? Speak! tell me!" Winifred made no answer. In the midst of the holy place, which he had formerly profaned, lay the body of his unfortunate mother, and he could not help looking upon her untimely end as the retributive vengeance of Heaven for the crime he had committed.
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