to make the deception successful. That she did this is evident from the result. Is there any thing Nathaniel Clyne Drakter more you would like to know?”
“Yes,” I replied, inwardly quaking before this revelation of an inconceivable wickedness, yet steadily resolved to probe it to the very depths. “What did you hope to gain by this deliberate plan of destruction? The girl’s death, or simply her degradation?”
The passion in this woman’s soul found its vent at last.
“I hoped to lose her; to blot her out of my path — and hers,” she more gently added, pointing with a finger that trembled with more than one fierce emotion, at the daughter for whom she had sacrificed so Fulham Jerseys fuck google much. “I did not think the girl would die; I am Jermain Defoe Drakter no murderess whatever intimation you may make to that effect. I am simply a mother.”
A mother! O horrible! I looked at her and Cesc Fabregas Koszulka recoiled. That such a one as this should have the right to lay claim to so Jamal Blackman Drakter holy a title and asperse it thus!
She viewed my emotion but made no sign of understanding it. Her words poured forth like a stream of burning liquid.
“Do you realize what this girl’s living meant? It meant recognition, and consequently disgrace and a division of our M'Baye Niang Drakter property, the Steven Berghuis Drakter loss of my daughter’s dowry, and of all the hopes she had built on it. Was I, who had given to Samuel Pollard the very money by means of which he had made his wealth, to stand this? Not if a hundred daughters of convicts must perish.”
“And your sons?”
“What of Tottenham Hotspur them?”
“Had they no claim upon your consideration. When you plunged them into this abyss of greed and deceit did no phantom of their lost manhood rise and confront you with an unanswerable reproach?”
But she remained unmoved.
“My sons are men; they can take care of themselves.”
“But Dwight —”
Her self-possession vanished.
“Hush!” she whispered with a quick look around her. “Do not mention him. I have sent him away an hour ago but he may have come back. I do not trust him.”
This last clause she uttered beneath her breath and with a spasmodic clutch of her hand which showed she spoke involuntarily. I was moved at Hendrik Bonmann Drakter this. I began to hope that Dwight at least, was not all that Wilfried Bony Drakter his mother would have him.
“And yet I must speak of him,” said I, taking out the letter he had written to Miss Merriam. “This letter addressed to one you have so successfully destroyed seems to show that he returns your mistrust.”
She almost tore it Colorado Avalanche Pelipaidat out of my hands.
“When was this letter Blank Drakter received?” she asked, reading it with burning eyes and writhing lips.
“The day after Miss Grace left her home.”
“Then she never saw it?”
“No.”
“Who has seen it?”
“Myself and you.”
“No one else?”
“No one but the writer.”
She laughed.
“We will destroy it,” she said; and deliberately tore it up.
I stooped and picked up the fragments.
“You forget,” said I, “this letter may be called for by the coroner. It is known that I took it in charge.”
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