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Sophia Reeve,  The Mysterious Wanderer, Vol. III

“ Talton, solemnly: "remember, he died for the sinner: and the first tear shed, of true repentance, restores you to the bosom of your God!"
The frenzied eye of Lady Corbet rested with piercing keenness on that of Talton. "Repentance!" she ejaculated. "Oh, if that will avail me, deeply indeed will I repent. Yet save me—save me: let me not die! I will be patient—calm. But send for the surgeon; I no longer dread a mutilated frame: and it may not yet be too late to preserve existence!"
Sir Henry hastily rose—"I will seek the surgeon this instant——"
"Not you, Harry!"
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Sophia Reeve,  The Mysterious Wanderer, Vol. III

“ I will not, however, disappoint you: the happiness of Corbet is too dear to my heart."
"Would you, my dear Madam," said Talton, "as readily consent to a proposal from me, I should rejoice in depriving Sir Henry of his mother: or rather—as I ever wished—to become his father. As Corbet Hall will so soon own the lovely Eliza for its mistress, I should deem myself inexpressibly happy, would her mother consent to grace the mansion of Talton. I have long regarded Sir Henry as my son; I love your daughter as my own: and by uniting our families, I flatter myself it would increase the felicity of all."
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Sophia Reeve,  The Mysterious Wanderer, Vol. III

“ I will make thee rich amends for the injuries I have done thee!"
"Name not injuries, my mother;" sobbed Louise; "all is rewarded by this moment of affection! My love, my duty shall prove me worthy of it."
"I shall not experience them," said Lady Corbet, wildly. "The icy finger of death has marked the hour of my existence!"
"Not so—my mother," replied Louise, attempting to speak with cheerfulness. "My hand shall minister to thy wants; my arm support thee; affection will teach me the means of relieving thy anguish; and in the bosom of her Louise, my mother shall yet find peace and happiness!"
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