The Ghost

She started, and replied, tremblingly and confusedly, "No, sir; we shall be grateful to you, if you can save her"--and went quickly, with a strange abstraction on her white face...

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"A long story, darling," he replied gravely, "and a sad one. He was very poor and proud. He was a genius--that is, a person without an atom of practical talent. His parents died...

He had lain thus for more than an hour, feeling more and more unmanned by illness, and his mental excitement fast becoming intolerable, when he heard a low strain of music, from...

The voice was tremulous and low. She lifted her fair, bright countenance, now convulsed with a secret trouble, and dimmed with streaming tears, to his, and gazed on him. His eye...