In Sight of St. Paul's — page 217: what you’re looking at

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212 WOMAN AGAINST WOMAN. But this was not such an easy matter to do. Aileen’s spirit—and when it came to the point, she was far from being deficient in bravery—was aroused. ‘Then the man who loved you,’’ she said, in clear, tense tones, ‘‘died with a lie upon his lips!”’ “He did,’’ returned Cynthia, knowing that she was speaking a lie, and yet caring nothing, so that she could conquer. ‘‘And I say he did not!”’ Aileen’s figure was drawn up to its full extent, and her blue eyes were ablaze with indignation. All fear was vanished. For herself she cared nothing, but for her lover’s good name she cared much, enough to brave any danger. | ‘““He’ spoke the truth!’ she went on, boldly. ‘“Tom Chichester never sent his brother to death, but,’ extending her arm with the gesture of an ac- cusing goddess, and pointing straight at the Panther, ‘but you did!’ In spite of all her superb aplomb, Cynthia was staggered at this direct accusation. ““T! I!’ she faltered. ‘'What do you mean ?”? ‘This! that, though your hand may not have taken his life, you are morally his murderess!? At this the women, who had been listening with breathless attention, started forward with threatening murmurs. An accusation against their acknowledged leader was an accusation against them all. And, GComicbooks m EO