In Sight of St. Paul's — page 230: what you’re looking at

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A'TONEMEN’. 995 ing house, and rescued, moreover, by Tom himself. But, when questioned by Fletcher and Clarkson, he declared that he knew nothing whatever of the crime, and was out of his head when he wrote that note to Tom. In spite of évery influence brought to bear upon him, he rigidly and obstinately adhered to this statement. It was not strange that the hearts of the prisoner’s relatives and friends grew cold within them at the thought of the possible outcome of the trial. All this Cynthia Dell knew, and had been thinking of as she lay back there in front of the window. Suddenly she moved, as if shaking off some un- pleasant and besieging thought, and called, faintly: ‘Rose !?? The maid, who had been busy at the other side of the room, came hastily forward. ‘(Ves, madame.’’ ‘‘Miss Millar has not come yet ?’’ “No, madame. She said this morning, however, that she would be back again before evening.”’ ‘What an angel she is! Rose, you sent that tele- gram ??’ | ‘Ves, more than an hour ago.’’ An expression of relief passed over Cynthia’s scarred face. ‘Thats all. Leave me, Rose. I want to be alone.’’ As the door closed behind the maid, Cynthia pain- GOmMmIGcbooks (Ge)