It was you, you confounded Delilah, you mischief-making deceiver, who showed him that air note!" "I protest I did nothing of the sort!" cried Sybilla, indignantly.

"He was in my lady's room when I entered, and he saw the note in my hand.
She was asleep, and I tried to escape and take the note with me, but he ordered me to leave it and go.

Of course I had to obey.

If he read it, it was no fault of mine; but I don't believe he did.

You have no right to blame me, Mr.Parmalee." "I'll be even with him for this, the insulting young aristocrat! I'll not spare him now! I'll spread the news far and wide; the very birds in the trees shall sing it, the story of his wife's shame! I'll lower that cursed pride of his before another month is over his head, and I'll have his handsome wife on her knees to me, as sure as my name's Parmalee! He knocked me down, and he beat me to a jelly, did he?
and he ordered me out of his house; and he'll shoot me like a mad dog, will he?
But I'll be even with him; I'll fix him off! I'll make him repent the day he ever lifted his hand to G.W.