Will you believe that these claims were now admitted, and that they heightened the iniquity of Welbeck into the blackest and most stupendous of all crimes?
These ideas were necessarily transient.

Conclusions more conformable to appearances succeeded.

This lady might have been lately reduced to widowhood.

The recent loss of a beloved companion would sufficiently account for her dejection, and make her present situation compatible with duty.
By this new train of ideas I was somewhat comforted.

I saw the folly of precipitate inferences and the injustice of my atrocious imputations, and acquired some degree of patience in my present state of uncertainty.
My heart was lightened of its wonted burden, and I laboured to invent some harmless explication of the scene that I had witnessed the preceding night.
At dinner Welbeck appeared as usual, but not the lady.