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"Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume XXIII"

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Then, suddenly, she rushed out of the dungeon. Aminadab looked after
her. She did not go to Logie House, but in the direction of the wood,
whither the indescribable figure had gone. Aminadab heard no more,
scarcely saw more, if it was not the corpse lying before him. He was
afraid of Janet, more of Fletcher, who might now at length come to pass
his eyes over the body in the Cradle, where he was to cherish her as a
father cherisheth his child; yet he would look, and look again. How
shrivelled that face of darkness, yet how calm and loving-like; as if,
even in the midst of the agony of the last hour, it smiled love to her
destroyer!
By-and-by a light again approached. It was Janet with a white sheet.
"You here! Good heavens! Away, away! Fletcher is to look at her; yes, he
is to look at her in the cradle he promised her. Away! no more."
"I saw Brahma," said Aminadab; "yes, true Brahma, Brahma!"
"Fool, fool! Man, I only told you it was Brahma to keep you from the
Cradle for your own safety."
"Then who was the strange being?"
"I dare not tell you that; but I fear Ady's away with him, without hat,
or cloak, or box, or supper.


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