Fairfax and Claire, were rushing
toward the library, from whence the sound proceeded.
One glance as they reached the open doorways, and a cry of consternation
broke from Mrs. Fairfax's lips, which was faintly echoed by her daughter
Claire.
The servants were too astounded at the sight that met their gaze to
believe the evidence of their own eyes.
Mrs. Fairfax was the first to recover herself.
"What is the meaning of this!" she exclaimed, striding forward and
facing Faynie and the horror-stricken man who stood facing her, his
teeth chattering, as he muttered:
"It is her ghost!--her ghost!"
"Faynie Fairfax, why do I find you here, in the library, in the dead of
the night, in the company of the man who is to wed my daughter Claire,
and who parted from her scarcely two hours since, supposedly to leave
the house? Why are you two here together! Explain this most
extraordinary and most atrocious scene at once. I command you!" she
cried, her voice rising to a shrill scream in her rising anger.
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