Mrs. Alex. McVeigh Miller, Sweet Violet (1894)
“ BETTER DEAD THAN FALSE. “But, Amber, I differ with you. Every moment is an hour until I reach my darling,” cried the impatient lover.“And I repeat, Cecil, that there is no hurry. Oh, why did you make that fatal delay? Do you not know that a bridegroom can offer his bride no greater affront than to be late at the marriage hour?”“I know that you speak the truth, Amber; but, oh, Heaven! the cause that detained me was so pressing and sacred and distressing that even a bride could excuse it. Oh, Amber, there is cruel sorrow at Bonnycastle this night, and my mother lies low on a bed of anguish. ”
