A Struggle for a Ring — page 263: what you’re looking at

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AN AMAZED HUSBAND. 259 ‘ the window. It was a lovely, starlight night, and her hus- band was walking among the flowers and leaves. ‘Now, Miss Derwent,” said my lady. Alice was resigned; she should not see her husband that night, and only Heaven knew what might happen on the morrow. Still she made no remark. She shaded the night-lamp from my lady’s eyes, and opened the book, but something in the sad tones of the tired young voice touched my lady’s heart. She listened for some little time, then she said, gently : ‘¢Vour voice has a tired tone to-night, Miss Derwent.” ‘‘T am tired,” said Alice, quietly. ‘‘Then,” said the countess, ‘‘you had better go to sleep; no one can read well who is tired. Send my maid tome. Good-night, Miss Derwent.” CHAPTER XXXVIILI, AN AMAZED HUSBAND. At last she was free. She stood in her own room, the silent night around her, no keen eyes to watch her,. at peace under the light of the moon and the stars. She found a black cloak and wrapped herself in it, then went cautiously down the broad corridors. There was no sound. The white statues gleamed in the moonlight, the strangest shadows lay on the wide stairs—it was so strange, so silent, so still. She went out by a little side door that led to the grounds; she should find him, she was quite sure, as the sunflower finds the sun. She drew the door cautiously to, then was out on the green-sward—free and alone. Her co comicbook