34/36 He started on the entrance of the stranger, and rose feebly to his feet. "What fresh misery is this? As he spoke, he seated himself at the other end of the table, and, throwing off his cloak and cap, disclosed his features. He fell backward in his chair, and, clasping his hands together, gazed on the apparition with a mingled look of abhorrence and fear. Beside the lifeless form of your daughter, old man, I swore to live a life of revenge. |