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 threw it up, seized the corpse by the throat, and furiously flung it into the garden.

"Rise, madam," cried I. She tried to get up, but funk several times exhausted on the floor. I then laid hold of her by the arms to raise her by force. She must surely have thought that I wanted to throw her after her villanous paramour. Collecting her breath, she whispered with a faint voice, "I thank you, Don Carlos, pray be quick and dispatch me."

I got her at last to stand on her feet, and thus continued, "Behind yon screen is your washing-bason with water. Bring it hither, and wash away this damned blood from the floor."

She reeled obediently to the spot, and not able to find a napkin, pulled out her pocket-handkerchief, first wiped her eyes with it, went down on her knees, and began to scrub off the odious gore. She was several times obliged to stop in this operation, to draw breath. A flood of tears gushed from her face, and mixed with the clotted blood. I stood by to light her. Between whiles I cal-