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120 BLACK SHEEP.rible conviction of the first moment of revelationforcibly restored.The dreadful truth haunted her. When SirThomas Boldero asked her ladyship if there wasany news in the Times each morning (for theSycamores was governed byother laws than thosewhich ruled Poynings, anclLady Boldero, who wasinterested in politics after her preserves and herlinen-presses, always read the papers first), Clarehad listened with horrid sickening fear for manyand many a dajr. But suspense of this sort cannotlast in its first vitality, andit had lessened,butit wasnot wholly dead evenyet. One subject ofspeculation frequently occupied her. Had he seenthe warning she had ventured to send him? No,she yvould sometimes say to herself, decisively-, no,he had not seen it. His safety must have beenotheryvise secured; if he had seen it, he yvouldknow that the terrible truth yvas known to her,and he would never have dared to recall himself toher memory. For he did so recall himself, andthis was the most terrible part of it all for Clare.On the first day of each month she received thecurrent number of the Piccadilly, and there was
PAUL WARD.121ahvays written on the fly-leaf, "FromPaul Ward."No, her attempt had failed; such madness, suchaudacity-, could not otherwise be accounted for.For some time Clare had not looked at the bookswhich reached her with this terribly significantimprint. She had not destroyed them, but shehad put them away out of her sight. One dayr,after her cousin's marriage, andwhen her thoughts— forcibly distracted for some time by the preparations,thehospitalities, and therejoicings attendanton that event — hacl flown back to the subjectyvhich had such tormenting attraction for her, asudden impulse of utter incredulity seized her.Nothing yvas changed in the facts, nothingin thecircumstances;but Clare laid aside reason underthe suddenly exerted power of feeling, and refusedto believe that Paul Ward had murdered the unknownman in whose company he had been, andyvho undoubtedly had been murdered."Iwont believeit!Idon't believe it!"These words have often been uttered by thehuman yvill, when tortured by the terrible impotenceof human despair, as unreasonably, as obstinately,as Clare Carruthers spoke them, and
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PAUL WARD.121ahvays written on the fly-leaf, "FromPaul Ward."No, her attempt had failed; such madness, suchaudacity-, could not otherwise be accounted for.For some time Clare had not looked at the bookswhich reached her with this terribly significantimprint. She had not destroyed them, but shehad put them away out of her sight. One dayr,after her cousin's marriage, andwhen her thoughts— forcibly distracted for some time by the preparations,thehospitalities, and therejoicings attendanton that event — hacl flown back to the subjectyvhich had such tormenting attraction for her, asudden impulse of utter incredulity seized her.Nothing yvas changed in the facts, nothingin thecircumstances;but Clare laid aside reason underthe suddenly exerted power of feeling, and refusedto believe that Paul Ward had murdered the unknownman in whose company he had been, andyvho undoubtedly had been murdered."Iwont believeit!Idon't believe it!"<strong>The</strong>se words have often been uttered by thehuman yvill, when tortured by the terrible impotenceof human despair, as unreasonably, as obstinately,as Clare Carruthers spoke them, and
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