A Daughter of Delilah — page 162: what you’re looking at

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‘EDWARD HAWLEY’S TROUBLE. 153 ‘*No, a woman who had wronged him—a woman with the form of an angel and the heart of a devil—a woman who had wronged him, and whose infamous career he had threatened to cut short!”’ Alston paled. He would not admit that he understood, but his heart quivered with fear. ‘‘Pshaw!’’ he said. ‘‘A mere theory! Who is she? What is her name?’’ ‘*Tsabel Russell!’ Edgar laughed, then a savage oath escaped him. ‘“‘T am here to help to save you. You shall not make this charge agairst her! Let me prove to you that you are wrong. The murder was done shortly after midnight. I was with her the whole of the time. I didnot leave until the next morning. I will swear to this! If you hope to. shield yourself by making this charge against her, I will not stand by you!”’ Then he remembered the crimson stain that he had seen on her dress, after his heavy sleep, and reeled against the wall. But no—no! it cculd not be! A thousand times no! Her spells were still upon him! | ‘We will not speak of the matter now,’’ Hawley said, after a minute’s silence. ‘‘Itis in capable hands, and at an early day all will be proved. You may yet be ready to acknowledge that part of the night was a blank to you, Edgar. 'To-morrow I shall be free!’’ Alston pressed his hands to his throbbing temples. He was between two fires. “She is not guilty of this,’’ were the thoughts that surged through his brain. ‘‘If she is, it was an accident. Nothing can change my love for her!”’ = Gomicboo cS (()