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O74 JOSE. cramp-like grip around the arm of Green, who was standing at his side, and when the latter turned his face, he saw his friend rigidly staring, as in the presence of a spectral vision, at her who had just entered; however this was not the place to ask questions, and Green’s attention was soon occupied by the scene in course of development. The young lady slowly approached the corpse, but nota change in her features betrayed a single thought. On the contrary, her face indicated posi- tive mental relaxation, seemingly incapable of being impressed by extraneous influences. She bent down over the but slightly changed features of the dead, allowed her hand to rest upon his a moment while moving her lips as if softly conversing with him; then a shudder seemed to convulse her; she straightened up and turned to the overseer with a hardly audible, “Let us leave!” He led her back to the door, but scarcely had they left the room when Hattie fell upon her knees beside the couch of the dead. “What does she know of the McGregors? What care for their last branch?” she cried, throwing her arms about the corpse. The other domestics also approached and successively began pressing the lifeless hand as for a last farewell. Baumann dragged his friend out of the room into a corner of the corridor, and here seized his uninjured hand with both his own. “Now what do you intend doing in the near future, Green?” he asked, looking him in the face with oddly sparkling eyes. The American shook his head with a smile in which humor and sadness were mingled together. “Tell me, have we at any time since we lost the Gomichbooks (E(0) m