Eliza, where is our child ?" He had drawn nearer to her as he said this last, but she intuitively turned to Hugh, who started suddenly, growing white and faint as a suspicion of the truth flashed upon him.
"Mother ?" he began, interrogatively, winding his arm about her, for she was the weaker of the two.
She knew what he would ask, and with her eye still upon the man who fascinated her gaze, she answered, sadly: "Forgive me, Hugh.

He was--my husband; he is--'Lina's father, not yours, Hugh--oh! Heaven be praised, not yours!" and she clung closely to her boy, as if glad one child, at least, was not tainted with the Murdock blood.
The convict smiled bitterly, and said to Hugh himself: "Your mother is right.

She was once my wife, but the law set her free from the galling chain.

Will some one call Densie Densmore in?
I may need her testimony." No one volunteered to go for Densie Densmore, and he was about repeating his request, when Alice came tripping down the stairs, and pausing at the parlor door, looked in.
"Anna!" she exclaimed, but uttered no other sound for the terror of something terrible, which kept her silent.
She stood looking from one to the other, until the convict said: "Young lady, will you call in Densie Densmore?
And stay, let the bride know.

She is wanted, too.