In Sight of St. Paul's — page 233: what you’re looking at

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228 ATONEMENT. herself across the room to a table containing writing materials. For a moment she supported herself against it, and then, opening a drawer, she took out a paper. ‘*T want you to be a witness to this,’’ she said to Beatrice, who had followed her wonderingly. ‘‘It is a confession of a crime for which another may suffer.’ — ‘What!’ “Hush! Say nothing, whatever you may suspect. See, I sign it in your presence. Now you.’’ Beatrice had turned very white, guessing as she had a portion of the truth, but she took the pen ex- tended to her, and, with a trembling hand, appended her signature. There was a strange look upon Cynthia’s face, a look of mingled pain and relief, as she folded the paper and placed it in the bosom of her lace-trimmed wrapper. ‘“Thank you!’’ she said, with a heavy sigh. And then, with a quick transition, she added, with a sort of feverish gayety: ‘‘Ah, Beatrice, we have done one good deed at last. Ha! ha! We who have done so many guilty. And now, my friend, leave me to myself. No, stay a moment.”’ She took a small jewel-case from the table and offered it to her companion. ‘Take this. There are still a few jewels left.” But Beatrice waved away the box. Gomicbooks: co