53/66 To bear the burden of Cassandra day and night, seeing in fancy--which yet was truth--the black shadow of death hanging over that doomed place; to dream of whom it might sweep off;--perhaps, worst of all, her mother, unconfessed and impenitent! Too dreadful! And dreadful, too, the private troubles which were thickening fast; and which seemed, instead of drawing her mother to her side, to estrange her more and more, for some mysterious reason. Her mother was heavily in debt. This ten pounds of Lord Scoutbush's would certainly clear off the miller's bill. Her scanty quarter's salary, which was just due, would clear off a little more. But there was a long-standing account of the wholesale grocer's for five-and-twenty pounds, for which Mrs.Harvey had given a two months' bill. |