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"CRUEL AS THF, GRAVE." 209of ' whatIsaid to you there ?thousand times more important now?Not thoughitis aYou willnot leave this life, and come away to peace andsafety?"" No, no; a thousand times no!" said Routh,in the yvildest fury-." Iwill not — Iwill not! Alife ofpeace and safety; yes, anda fife of poverty,"and you he added, in atoneof bitterest scornancl hatred.A yvonderful look came into the woman's faceas she heard his cruel and dastardly yvords.Asthe pink had faded into the white upon her cheeks,so now the white deadened into gray — into anashen ghostlygray-,and her dry lips parted slowly,emitting aheavy sigh.He made a step or two towards the door, sheretreating before him. And when he had almostreached it, she fell suddenly- upon her knees,'andflung her arms round him yvith desperate energy." Stewart," she said, in a whisper indeed, yet" in a voice to be heard amid a yvhirlwind, myhusband, my love, my life, my darling, don'tmind me! Leave me here; it yvill be safer,better, less suspicious. Go away, and leave me.VOL. III.P