. 4. "My father!" she whispered. The funeral procession had now approached the grave, around which many of the congregation, who were deeply interested by the sad ceremonial, had gathered. " "What has he done?" "What did he have to drink over here last night?" "Not even water. Upon what this instinct was based she could not say; she was conscious only of its insistence. "Then, by Heaven! you are a dead man!" replied Jack, cocking a pistol, and pointing it deliberately at his head. ” She gave herself permission now to look at this squarely. “MY DEAR FATHER,” she wrote,—“I have been thinking hard about everything since I was sent to this prison. "Do they treat you ill?" asked her son.
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