The real ‘Alcide’,” she wound up with a faint smile across the table at him, “is here. "The blood that has been spilt is that of his wife. "Come along, Mrs. " "How?" exclaimed the other. " "I sha'n't want these curtains. . ” She side-stepped into his living room from behind a square white column. “She has nothing to be afraid of,” he continued. The destroying angel hurried by, shrouded in his gloomiest apparel. The darkness prevented the carpenter from discerning the features or figure of the stranger; and the ceaseless din precluded the possibility of holding any communication by words with him.
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