The destroyer; a tale of guilt and sorrow
Samuel Warren
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(RareBooksClub.com, May 19, 2012)
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. 1843 Excerpt: ... of the circles in which she moved, found it necessary to exclude her. Public propriety could not be so outraged with impunity. It was on a lovely Sunday morning May, 18-, on which, returning from an early visit to a patient in the neighborhood of Kensington, I ordered the coachman to walk his horses that I might enjoy the balmy freshness of every thing around, and point out to my little son, who had accompanied me, for the drive's sake, the beauty of Hyde Park, at that point leading off to Kensington Gardens. I could almost have imagined myself fifty miles off in the country. The sun shone serenely out of the blue expanse above upon the bright green shrubs and trees yet cool and fresh with the morning dew. With the exception of one gentleman who had cantered past us a few minutes before, and a tidy old country-looking dame sitting on one of the benches to rest herself from a long walk to town, we encountered no one. My little chatterer was making some sagacious observations upon the height and number of the trees in Kensington Gardens, when a rumbling, heavy noise indicated the approach of a vehicle at a rapid rate. It proved to be a chariot and four, coming towards us in the direction of Cumberland Gate, tearing along as fast as the postilions could urge their horses. The side-blinds were drawn down, but those in front were up and enabled me to see--Mrs. St. Helen and Captain Alverley! She was violently agitated, her white dress seemed to have been put on in haste and disorder, her hair was dishevelled, she was wringing her hands, and weeping passionately. He was so absorbed with his attempts to pacify her as not to observe me. I drew my breath with difficulty for some moments, the shock of such a dreadful apparition had been so sudden. It seemed as thoug...