She replied softly. "Is it you?"
"It is," replied Sheppard, as he untied the cords. CHAPTER III. The bridesmaids and pages got rather jumbled in the aisle, and she
had an effect of Alice’s white back and sloping shoulders and veiled head
receding toward the altar. You must say farewell to her, for I
cannot. Tell her, that more than once, when about to
commit some desperate offence, I have been restrained by her gentle image. Urging his steed along Oxford Road,—
as that great approach to the metropolis was then termed,—he soon passed
Marylebone Lane, beyond which, with the exception of a few scattered houses,
the country was completely open on the right, and laid out in pleasant fields and
gardens; nor did he draw in the rein until he arrived at Tyburn-gate, where,
before he turned off upon the Edgeware Road, he halted for a moment, to glance
at the place of execution. I said I knew he
disliked and distrusted you and your work—that you shared all Russell’s
opinions: he hates Russell beyond measure—and that we couldn’t possibly face
a conventional marriage.
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