Chapter 93

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“The brothers were waiting in a room down-stairs, impatient to ride away. I had heard them, alone at the bedside, striking their boots with their riding-whips, and loitering up and down. “‘At last she is dead?’ said the elder, when I went in. “‘She is dead,’ said I. “‘I congratulate you, my brother,’were his words as he turned round. “He had before offered me money, which I had postponed taking. He now gave me a rouleau of gold. I took it from his hand, but laid it on the table. I had considered the question, and had resolved to accept nothing. “‘Pray excuse me,’ said I. ‘Under the circumstances, no.’ “They exchanged looks, but bent their heads to me as I bent mine to them, and we parted without another word on either side. * * * * “I am weary, weary, weary-worn down by misery. I c

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