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Excerpt from The Shadow of Ashlydyat, Vol. 3 of 3Maria godolphin, her face buried on the sofa cushions, Where She had sunk on the departure of the Reverend Mr. Hastings, was giving way to the full tide of un happy thought induced by that gentleman's words, when She became aware that She was not alone. A sound, half a grunt, half a sob, coming from near the door, aroused her. There stood a lady, in a crushed bonnet and unwholesome stuff gown that had once been black, with a red face, and a perfume of strong waters around her.Maria rose from the sofa, her heart Sinking. How Should She meet this woman? How find an excuse for the money which she had not to give? Good-morn ing, Mrs. Bond.Mrs. Bond took a few steps forward, and held on by the table. Not that She was past the power of holding herself her face must be redder than it was, by some degrees, ere she lost that; but She had a knack of holding on to things.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1863 Excerpt: ... has told upon you." "Yes, it has told upon me," Thomas quietly answered. There was nothing else that he could answer. "Don't think of it, Thomas," was the imploring prayer. "It cannot be helped now." "No, it cannot be helped," Thomas rejoined. But he did not add that, even now, it was disturbing his death-bed. "George," he said, pressing his brother's hands, "but that it seems so great an improbability, I would ask you to repay to our poor neighbours and friends what they have lost, should it ever be in your power. Who knows but you may be rich some time? You are young and capable, and the world is before you. If so, think of them: it is my last request to ou." y "It would be my own wish to do it," gravely answered George. "But do not think of it, Thomas; do not let it trouble you." "It does not trouble me much now. The thought of the wrong inflicted on them is ever present to me, but I am content to leave that, and all else, in the care of the all-potent, ever-merciful God. He can recompense better than I could, even had I my energies and life left to me." There was a pause. George loosed his brother's hands and took the seat on the bench, where Margery had sat; the very seat where he had once sat with his two sticks, in his weakness, years before, when the stranger, Mr. Appleby, came up and inquired for Mr. Verrall. Why or wherefore it should have come, George could not tell, but that day flashed over his memory now. Oh, the bitter remembrance! He had been a lightsome man then, without care, free from that depressing incubus that must, or that ought to, weigh down the soul---cruel wrong inflicted on his fellow-toilers in the ...