It was not until the morning of the fifth day that the constant vigil was broken. "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. " "Is she alive?" repeated the widow. The picture in her mind altered and she saw again the way Gerald had looked with consternation upon the bruises he had inflicted on her wrist. “She finds lying up so much very irksome. “But I must, I will,” he answered fiercely. As a matter of fact, I had never spoken to him before in my life. ‘What do you mean?’ Gerald grinned.
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