When her shock and the headache subsided, and she remembered that she had been reading the letter when Gosse had accosted her, she looked for it in vain. “What has he to do with it?” “He was your sister’s master—her friend. ’ ‘That’s better. Poor thing! how beautiful she looks! but how like death!" Deathlike, indeed, was the repose of the sleeper,—deathlike and deep. On taxing his recollection, the whole circumstance rushed to mind with painful distinctness.
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