What is it ?" "She is dead!" "Dead!" cried Juliet, clasping her hands nervously.

"No!" "Not only dead, but murdered!" cried Mr.Octagon.

His wife suddenly dropped into her throne and, being a large fleshly woman, her fall shook the room.

Then she burst into tears.

"I never liked Selina," she sniffed, "even though she was my own sister, but I am sorry--I am dreadfully--oh, dear me! Poor Selina!" By this time all the dramatic posing of Mrs.Octagon had gone by the wall, and she showed herself in her true colors as a kind-hearted woman.