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His dead father seems standing by his bedside, pointing at him a warning finger, and sadly chiding his fearful want of feeling. HIS DEAD FATHER SEEMS STANDING BY HIS BEDSIDE POINTING AT HIM A WARNING FINGER AND SADLY CHIDING HIS FEARFUL WANT OF FEELING
rtable." "Thank ye, sir," said Leonard Hust, just as the last shackle dropped from the prisoner's wrists. In the mean time, let us turn for a moment to the bedside of Captain Robert Bramble, for it is long past midnight, and, weary in mind and body, he had retired to that rest which he most certainly needed. But sleep is hardly repose to the guilty, and he was trebly so. Phantoms of all imaginable shapes flitted across his brain, pictures of suffering, of misery and of danger, to all of which he seemed to be exposed, and from which he had no power to flee. Alas, how fearful the shadows that haunt a bad man's pillow. He writhed like one in physical pain, tossed from side to side, while the cold perspiration stood in big drops upon his brow and temples. Now his dreams carry him back, far back a score of years, to his childhood at Bramble Park, when all was innocence, and then, with leaping strides, he finds himself, years after, even as to-day, bearing deadly witness against his brother. ARE TO MAKE YOUR SITUATION MORE COMFORTABLE THANK YOU SIR SAID LEONARD HUST JUST AS A LAST SHACKLE DROPPED FROM THE PRISONER'S WRISTS IN THE MEANTIME LET US TURN FOR A MOMENT TO THE BEDSIDE OF CAPTAIN ROBERT BRAMBLE FOR IT IS LONG PAST MIDNIGHT AND WEARY IN MIND AND BODY HE HAD RETIRED TO THAT REST WHICH HE MOST CERTAINLY NEEDED BUT SLEEP IS HARDLY REPOSE FOR THE GUILTY AND HE WAS TREBLY SO PHANTOMS OF ALL IMAGINABLE SHAPES FLITTED ACROSS HIS BRAIN PICTURES OF SUFFERING OF MISERY AND OF DANGER TO ALL OF WHICH HE SEEMED TO BE EXPOSED AND FROM WHICH HE HAD NO POWER TO FLEE ALAS HOW FEARFUL THE SHADOWS THAT HAUNT A BAD MAN'S PILLOW HE WRITHED LIKE ONE IN PHYSICAL PAIN TOSSED FROM SIDE TO SIDE WHILE THE COLD PERSPIRATION STOOD IN BIG DROPS UPON HIS BROW AND TEMPLES NOW HIS DREAMS CARRY HIM BACK FAR BACK A SCORE OF YEARS TO HIS CHILDHOOD AT BRAMBLE PARK WHEN ALL WAS INNOCENCE AND THEN WITH LEAPING STRIDES HE FINDS HIMSELF YEARS AFTER EVEN AS TO DAY BEARING DEADLY WITNESS AGAINST HIS BROTHER
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