His Other Wife: A Novel — page 259: what you’re looking at

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AN UN¥UST STEWARD. 251 ‘tAlas! yes, madam; it is even so.” ‘“‘T would not believe it though an angel re-echoed your words. ” -“T do not blame you for saying so; on the contrary, I honor you the more.” Utterly exasperated by this show of compassionate sym- pathy, Mrs. Morgan rose to her feet, trembling like a leaf in a tempest. Her lips were bloodless and her voice shaken, as she said : ‘‘T shall prove that you have basely slandered the memory of the dead. I shall have an investigation made of every clause in his will, every circumstance of his life, that I may die with the eee of having established the falseness of your assertion. ’ ‘First read this paper, which is written and signed by your husband, sealed with his own hand, with his own signet ring, and left in the package containing his will. You observe it is addressed to me, and marked ‘con- fidential.’” | Her hand shook so violently that she could scarcely hold the paper. It was all as he had said. She opened and was about to read it, when Croft rose and interposed his hand between her eyes and the page of closely-written paper, bearing the unmistakable chir- ography—a delicate, irregular handwriting—of Lambert Morgan. He said, as he did this: Eomicbooks,. co =|