Let us bury the old feud, and right the old wrong in a new way.
Those two are so blameless, it is cruel to visit the sins of the dead on their innocent heads.

My lady has suffered enough already, and Lillian is so young, so happy, so unfit to meet a storm like this.

Oh, Helen, mercy is more divine than justice." Something moved Paul deeply, and Helen seemed about to yield, when the name of Lillian wrought a subtle change in her.

The color died out of her face, her black eyes burned with a gloomy fire, and her voice was relentless as she answered, while her frail hands held him fast, "I will not let you give it up.

We are as innocent as they; we have suffered more; and we deserve our rights, for we have no sin to expiate.