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Oh, help me! for the
brand of Cain is upon me, and already my punishment seems greater than I
can bear. If I could give my life for his I would do so gladly, but I
cannot, and I must live on in torment forever and ever, with this
blood-stain on my hands burning like coals of fire. Oh, my heavenly
Father, have mercy! I did not mean to do it."
His head was on the rough coffin and he was sobbing in wild abandonment
of despair, while Hannah, too, knelt beside him, with a face as white as
the dead man's and eyes into which there had come a look of fright and
horror, which would never entirely leave them until her dying day.
In a corner of the room Rover had been lying for the last fifteen or
twenty minutes, eyeing the proceedings warily, and occasionally giving a
growl of disapproval when his master came near him, and when the body
was lifted into the coffin, he uttered a long, deep howl which echoed
through the house like the wail of some troubled spirit, drifting on the
wings of the wind still moaning around the windows and the doors.


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