Her conduct resembled more nearly that of some fierce wild beast whose den was invaded, than that of a human being.

She would hold no friendly intercourse with us, and if we met at any time, or in any part of the house, she would fix her keen black eyes upon us, with an expression that sent a shudder to the heart.

My daughter scarcely dared venture from her room.

She so dreaded to meet her.

Twice, as she flew past me, in her restless wanderings over the house, muttering to herself, I heard her say, as she struck her clenched hand in the air, 'I can do it again, and I will!'" A cold chill crept over me, for I remembered the death of Captain Allen; and this was like a confirmation of what I had feared as to foul play.
"There is no trusting one wholly or even partially insane.