"Calm yourself," uttered the peddler, lowering the weapon. "You have seen
that dagger before."
"Yes! oh, yes!"
"Do you mind telling all about it? It may be the means of saving a human
life, it certainly will save a young girl from the trap set for her by
this man, who administered poison to rid himself of his wife."
"I will tell."
This was sufficient. The doctor administered another dose of cordial, and
then, in tremulous tones, the dying wife, even then in the shadow of
death, told a strange and startling story.
When she had finished, her face blanched and she sank suddenly away.
"Quick! the cordial!" cried Shanks, but it was too late. When the man
lifted her head to administer the medicine the woman hung a dead weight.
"She is dead," said the doctor.
* * * * *
Mrs. Bordine was once more back at her cottage home, thanks to the kindly
influence of Miss Rose Alstine.
Soon after the widow's return, Rose called at the cottage to condole with
her over the death of her demented daughter, and the still absent son.
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