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I thought of her having said, "Mattheill come and see me at last when

I am laid dead upon that table;" and I asked Herbert whether his father

was so inveterate against her?

"It's not that," said he, "but she charged hi disappointed in the hope of fawning upon

her for his own advanceo to her now, it would

look true--even to him--and even to her To return to the e day was fixed, the wedding dresses were

bought, the wedding tour was planned out, the wedding guests were

invited The day caroom He wrote her a letter--"

"Which she received," I struck in, "when she was dressing for her

e? At twenty minutes to nine?"

"At the hour and , "at which she

afterwards stopped all the clocks What was in it, further than that

it e off, I can't tell you, because I

don't know When she recovered from a bad illness that she had, she

laid the whole place waste, as you have seen it, and she has never since

looked upon the light of day"

"Is that all the story?" I asked, after considering it

"All I know of it; and indeed I only know soit

out for myself; for my father always avoids it, and, even when Miss