10/32 He returned last night." A faint shade of color stole slowly over the pallor of her face. She suddenly put her basket away, and clasped her hands together to quiet the trembling of them, before she asked her next question. "Where is the person," she resumed, "who came here and frightened me ?" Horace hastened to re-assure her. "The person will not come again," he said. "Don't talk of her! Don't think of her!" She shook her head. |