You must pay a price, ma'am, for his restoration--good again.

The price is small, and easy to be paid--dear ma'am, that's best of all."' 'What mockery is this ?' 'Very likely, she may reply in those words.

"No mockery at all," I answer: "Madam, a person said to be your husband (identity is difficult of proof after the lapse of many years) is in prison, his life in peril--the charge against him, murder.

Now, ma'am, your husband has been dead a long, long time.

The gentleman never can be confounded with him, if you will have the goodness to say a few words, on oath, as to when he died, and how; and that this person (who I am told resembles him in some degree) is no more he than I am.