"I am afraid," she cried out, "I shall always be afraid; even if he were to swear to me now that he is innocent, I shall always be afraid, for I coupled him with that awful deed once in my thoughts, and I cannot separate him from it forever.

He will always hold the knife in his hand; even if it were not for you, I should be near mad with fear.

I bid black Phyllis stay by the door when he comes." "Dorothy!" "Yes, I do.

What my mind has once laid hold of, that it will not let go.

I cannot separate him from my old thought of him.