the tree,
and his
hand and
forehead
were both
stained;
probably
the scene
I
witnessed
was a
repetition
of others
acted
during the
night. It
hardly
moved my
compassion
– it
appalled
me: still,
I felt
reluctant
to quit
him so.
But the
moment he
recollected
himself
enough to
notice me
watching,
he
thundered
a command
for me to
go, and I
obeyed. He
was beyond
my skill
to quiet
or
console!
Mrs.
Linton’s
funeral
was
appointed
to take
