His Other Wife: A Novel — page 33: what you’re looking at

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THE WIDOWS CONFESSION. 25 “* Perhaps wisest; but, for reasons'I carinot give you, I insist that she shall not.” ‘“'Then it shall be as you say.” ‘‘T am not to sign these papers now?” ‘Not now, or ever, I trust.” As he spoke, Warren rose to his feet, and under the stern repression of his manner there throbbed a passionate purpose, that made Mrs. Morgan conscious of having linked the young stranger's future destiny with her own misfortunes—how, or to what end, remained to be seen. Now that she had unburdened her heart of its secret, the little store of strength that was in her failed quite. _ **T have no words to thank you for your sympathy, Mr, Warren. I—I The sentence perished unfinished on her pallid lips, from which flowed a dark stream over the spotless cambric of her robe, and Mrs. Morgan fell heavily forward in a swoon. Warren lifted her in his arms and laid her upon a couch, stanching the life-tide with his handkerchief, after sounding the bell for assistance. Miss Morgan appeared very quickly, and, by her desire, Warren removed the insensible woman to her bed-chamber in the opposite wing of the house. ‘Wait in the parlors until I come to you,” said Leda, as she motioned him away and assumed the care of her mother’s restoration. | The young man saw at once that it was-a sad duty, with ” EomicbookssEo ALi =)