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"To London." "To your old apartments at Clapham?" "Oh, no, no!" "Have you money—money enough to last you for some time?" "Yes; I have saved money." TO LONDON TO YOUR OLD APARTMENTS AT CLAPHAM OH NO NO HAVE YOU MONEY MONEY ENOUGH TO LAST YOU FOR SOME TIME YES I HAVE SAVED MONEY
e cried at last; "how could I think it possible that any man could be as cruelly deceived as I have been by this woman!" "I may go now, Mr. Austin?" said Margaret. "Yes, you may go now—_you_, who once were the woman I loved; you, who have thrown away the beautiful mask I believed in, and revealed to me the face of a skeleton; you, who have lifted the silver veil of imagination to show me the hideous ghastliness of reality. Go, Margaret Wilmot; and may Heaven forgive you!" "Do you forgive me, Mr. Austin?" "Not yet. I will pray God to make me strong enough to forgive you!" "Farewell, Clement!" If my readers have seen _Manfred_ at Drury Lane, let them remember the tone in which Miss Rose Leclercq breathed her last farewell to Mr. Phelps, and they will know how Margaret Wilmot pronounced this mournful word—love's funeral bell,— "Farewell, Clement!" "One word, Miss Wilmot," cried Mr. Austin. "I have loved you too much in the past ever to become indifferent to your fate. Where are you going?  BLANK WONDERING STARE OH GREAT HEAVENS HE CRIED AT LAST HOW COULD I THINK IT POSSIBLE THAT ANY MAN COULD BE AS CRUELLY DECEIVED AS I HAVE BEEN BY THIS WOMAN I MAY GO NOW MISTER AUSTIN SAID MARGARET YES YOU MAY GO NOW YOU WHO ONCE WERE THE WOMAN I LOVED YOU WHO HAVE THROWN AWAY THE BEAUTIFUL MASK I BELIEVED IN AND REVEALED TO ME THE FACE OF A SKELETON YOU WHO HAVE LIFTED THE SILVER VEIL OF IMAGINATION TO SHOW ME THE HIDEOUS GHASTLINESS OF REALITY GO MARGARET WILMOT AND MAY HEAVEN FORGIVE YOU DO YOU FORGIVE ME MISTER AUSTIN NOT YET WILL PRAY GOD TO MAKE ME STRONG ENOUGH TO FORGIVE YOU FAREWELL CLEMENT IF MY READERS HAVE SEEN MANFRED AT DRURY LANE LET THEM REMEMBER THE TONE IN WHICH MISS ROSE LE CLEREQ BREATHED HER LAST FAREWELL TO MISTER PHELPS AND THEY WILL KNOW HOW MARGARET WILMOT PRONOUNCED THIS MOURNFUL WORD LOVE'S FUNERAL BELL FAREWELL CLEMENT ONE WORD MISS WILMOMOT CRIED MISTER AUSTIN I HAVE LOVED YOU TOO MUCH IN THE PAST EVER TO BECOME INDIFFERENT TO YOUR FATE WHERE ARE YOU GOING
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