I saw that on a certain day, many years ago, one Lucy Muller had married Walter Clifford." "And who witnessed the marriage ?" asked the Colonel, eyeing her keenly.
"Oh, I don't know that," said Grace.

"When I came to Walter Clifford, everything swam before my eyes; it was all I could do to keep from fainting away.

I tottered into my father's study, and, as soon as I came to myself, what had I to do?
Why, to creep out again with my broken heart, and face such insults--All! it is a wonder I did not fall dead at their feet." "My poor girl!" said Colonel Clifford.

Then he reflected a moment.

"Have you the courage to read that document again, and to observe in particular who witnessed it ?" "I have," said she.
He handed it to her.