The Twin Detectives; or, The Robbers of the Tomb — page 210: what you’re looking at

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THE TWIN DETECTIVES. 201 At the touch of his hand she trembled more than ever. ‘Sit there, and put up your vail. I do not like to talk with people when I can’t see their faces.” She had sunk down on the easy-chair where the captain had been sitting. She put her hands over her vailed face, and moaned. ‘What is the matter? Are you ill?” c¢ No.” Again the sound of her yoice wafted the captain back to by-gone days. “‘Shall I call my sister?” She shook her head. ‘*T guess the people who put. her in the insane asylum weren’t far wrong,” thought the captain. ‘““Put up your vail, and tell me what is the matter with you.” The woman slipped off the chair, and fell on her knees at his feet. «My God! What ails you?” He took her hands and tried to raise her. “No, no! Let me stay there. Would that I could die there!” “« Who are you ?” The captain’s voice was low and tremulous. ‘Think of the person who has wronged you most on earth,” sobbed the woman, wringing her hands. ‘‘T have never been wronged save by one person, and I know not whether she is alive or dead.” ‘“‘“And if she lives—a guilty, remorseful wretch; if by accident she found her way into your pure and honorable home, would you lay your honest hand upon her to cast her forth with a curse?” ‘God knows I would not!” replied the captain, solemnly. ‘Would you say to her, ‘ Begone, vile woman! Pollute not my dwelling with your presence?” Comicbooks (ele) aak