She stole her glances sideways like the rest of the women. " "Make good your assertions," cried Trenchard, furiously, "or——" "To the proof," interrupted the stranger, calmly. “My sister,” she murmured, “is so independent. They were childless and servantless, and they had reduced simple living to the finest of fine arts. Elegant, a little scornful, she leaned slightly against the back of a chair and looked him steadily in the eyes. ‘You wish to die?’ ‘Not in the least. They all balk because there aren't any petticoats. org. Just as the attendants were preparing to lower the corpse into the earth, Jack fell on his knees beside the coffin, uttering the wildest exclamations of grief, reproaching himself with the murder of his mother, and invoking the vengeance of Heaven on his own head.
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