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Chapter 34

           Thatlargeturquoiseinadiamondsettingwasamarriage-giftfromaduchessthatopalherfathergaveherthelustrouscircleofsapphiresandbrilliantssurmountingherwedding-ringwasmygiftthatrubyIseemedtoknow——well,well!whatamassofsparklingvaluewastedonsuchfragileclay!IpeeredintoherfacethenatthereflectionofthatfaceinthemirrorandagainIgrewperplexedwasit,coulditbeSibylafterall?Sibylwasbeautifulthisdeadthinghadadevilishsmileonitsblue,partedlips,andfrenziedhorrorinitseyes!SuddenlysomethingtenseinmybrainseemedtosnapandgivewaydroppingthechillfingersIheld,Icriedaloud

           "Mavis!MavisClare!"

           Inamomentshewaswithmeinaglanceshecomprehendedall.Fallingonherkneesbythedeadwomanshebrokeintoapassionofweeping.

           "Oh,poorgirl!"shecried—"Oh,poor,unhappy,misguidedgirl!"

           Istaredathergloomily.Itseemedtomeverystrangethatsheshouldweepforsorrowsnotherown.

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