The Works of George W. M. Reynolds — page 392: what you’re looking at

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HOPES AND INTRIGUES 378 Previous to the trial he had enjoined them not to be in the court, and the result was borne to them by the attorney who had conducted his defence. That they had not visited him during the first few hours which succeeded the terrible sentence was not surprising, for little as was the affection subsisting between the husband and wife, yet, at all events, the feelings of the daughter toward the ee were a little more Sider. and it might be well supposed that Miss Emmer- son was fearfully shocked at her sire’s awful position. But why, after having had the benefit of an entire night to com- pose their minds somewhat, his wife and daughter should not visit him during the day that was now passing, he could not conjecture. He began to be alarmed lest they meant to leave him unsolaced to meet his doom, while they squan- dered away the money entrusted to their keeping. But while he was beginning to give way to these apprehensions, the door of the cell was opened, and two ladies, dressed in deep mourning of a very handsome description, were ushered in. Their veils were down, and for a moment Emmerson was in doubt whether his suspicion as to who they were was correct or not. But all doubt was speedily dissipated when they raised their veils and threw themselves into his arms, sobbing and crying in a manner which was afterward represented in the newspapers as “‘ most agoniz- Ine.” But the moment the turnkey had withdrawn, Emmerson disengaged himself from the embrace of his wife and daugh- ter, and, glancing sternly from one to the other, he said, ‘What is the meaning of this?’ “Oh, my dear, dear husband,’”’ sobbed Mrs. Emmerson, ‘how can you ask us such a question? Arabella and me would have been here earlier to-day, but we could not get our mourning sent home before. I gave orders for it the instant I heard the dreadful news yesterday, and the milli- ner sat up all night to make it. We thought it was but decent and proper to wait till it was ready before we came to see you.” “Nonsense, ridiculous! ’’ ejaculated Emmerson, actually forgetting for the moment all the horrors of his position in the rage that he felt at the conduct of his wife and daughter in thus visiting him in the pomp of new mourning. ‘ Do you KnOW that this proceeding on your part has been dicta- ‘Ss (C(O) im ae thse COMMICLOO