The more her thoughts dwelt upon the subject, the more convinced she was that she could not go to any one for help; she would have to solve the riddle by her own efforts, by some future experience. " Before Wild could make any reply, the door was thrown violently open, and Abraham Mendez rushed into the room, with a face of the utmost consternation. She could not look at him through an interval that seemed to her a vast gulf of time. Then light footsteps became audible, descending the staircase with a certain deliberation and a faint rustle of skirts. . There was no broken faith—not even any question of anything of the sort. Nothing else weighs against it. . "Her blood be upon her own head, then," replied Rowland, sternly.
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