I
was so disappointed, so shocked, and afraid he was not in heaven, till I
heard what Mr. Sanford said, and, auntie, I must tell you all, I thought
dreadful things of you, too, because you knew. I thought you were what
they said '_Old 'Scape Gallows_' was, an accomplice."
"Oh, Grey, my boy, no, no," Hannah cried aghast. "This is worse than
death, and from _you_. I cannot bear it."
In an instant Grey was kneeling at her side, imploring her forgiveness
and telling her he did not think this of her now.
"I know you are good, a saint, a martyr, an angel, the best woman that
ever lived. Mr. Sanford said so."
"Mr. Sanford!" Hannah, exclaimed. "What do you mean? You have not spoken
to him?"
"Not of that," Grey said. "But I sent for him, you know, and Aunt Lucy
thought I was going to be good and join the church, but I only wanted
him to tell me sure that grandpa was safe, and that you were good, as I
used to think you were. He never suspected I was inquiring about you, I
brought it in so neat; but he said you were a martyr, a saint, an
angel, and the best woman that ever lived, and I believed him, and love
you so much, and pity you so much for all you must have suffered.
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