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oom；　and　the　photograph　lying　face　downward　on　my　desk。

X。

THE　next　day；　the　newspapers　reported　the　discovery　of　a　murder　in　London。　A　Frenchwoman　was　the　victim。　She　had　been　killed　by　a　wound　in　the　throat。　The　crime　had　been　discovered　between　ten　and　eleven　o'clock　on　the　previous　night。

I　leave　you　to　draw　your　conclusion　from　what　I　have　related。　My　own　faith　in　the　reality　of　the　apparition　is　immovable。　I　say；　and　believe；　that　Jeromette　kept　her　word　with　me。　She　died　young；　and　died　miserably。　And　I　heard　of　it　from　herself。

Take　up　the　Trial　again；　and　look　at　the　circumstances　that　were　revealed　during　the　investigation　in　court。　His　motive　for　murdering　her　is　there。

You　will　see　that　she　did　indeed　marry　him　privately；　that　they　lived　together　contentedly；　until　the　fatal　day　when　she　discovered　that　his　fancy　had　been　caught　by　another　woman；　that　violent　quarrels　took　place　between　them；　from　that　time　to　the　time　when　my　sermon　showed　him　his　own　deadly　hatred　toward　her；　reflected　in　the　case　of　another　man；　that　she　discovered　his　place　of　retreat　in　my　house；　and　threatened　him　by　letter　with　the　public　assertion　of　her　conjugal　rights；　lastly；　that　a　man；　variously　described　by　different　witnesses；　was　seen　leaving　the　door　of　her　lodgings　on　the　night　of　the　murder。　The　Lawadvancing　no　further　than　thismay　have　discovered　circumstances　of　suspicion；　but　no　certainty。　The　Law；　in　default　of　direct　evidence　to　convict　the　prisoner；　may　have　rightly　decided　in　letting　him　go　free。

But　_I_　persisted　in　believing　that　the　man　was　guilty。　_I_　declare　that　he；　and　he　alone；　was　the　murderer　of　Jeromette。　And　now；　you　know　why。


MISS　MINA　AND　THE　GROOM

I。

I　HEAR　that　the　〃shocking　story　of　my　conduct〃　was　widely　circulated　at　the　ball；　and　that　public　opinion　（among　the　ladies）；　in　every　part　of　the　room；　declared　I　had　disgraced　myself。　But　there　was　one　dissentient　voice　in　this　chorus　of　general　condemnation。　You　spoke；　Madam；　with　all　the　authority　of　your　wide　celebrity　and　your　high　rank。　You　said：　〃I　am　personally　a　stranger　to　the　young　lady　who　is　the　subject　of　remark。　If　I　venture　to　interfere；　it　is　only　to　remind　you　that　there　are　two　sides　to　every　question。　May　I　ask　if　you　have　waited　to　pass　sentence；　until　you　have　heard　what　the　person　accused　has　to　say　in　her　own　defense？〃

These　just　and　generous　words　produced；　if　I　am　correctly　informed；　a　dead　silence。　Not　one　of　the　women　who　had　condemned　me　had　heard　me　in　my　own　defense。　Not　one　of　them　ventured　to　answer　you。

How　I　may　stand　in　the　opinions　of　such　persons　as　these；　is　a　matter　of　perfect　indifference　to　me。　My　one　anxiety　is　to　show　that　I　am　not　quite　unworthy　of　your　considerate　interference　in　my　favor。　Will　you　honor　me　by　reading　what　I　have　to　say　for　myself　in　these　pages？

I　will　pass　as　rapidly　as　I　can　over　the　subject　of　my　family；　and　I　will　abstain　（in　deference　to　motives　of　gratitude　and　honor）　from　mentioning　surnames　in　my　narrative。

My　father　was　the　second　son　of　an　English　nobleman。　A　German　lady　was　his　first　wife；　and　my　mother。　Left　a　widower；　he　married　for　the　second　time；　the　new　wife　being　of　American　birth。　She　took　a　stepmother's　dislike　to　mewhich；　in　some　degree　at　least；　I　must　own　that　I　deserved。

When　the　newly　married　pair　went　to　the　United　States　they　left　me　in　England；　by　my　own　desire；　to　live　under　the　protection　of　my　unclea　General　in　the　army。　This　good　man's　marriage　had　been　childless；　and　his　wife　（Lady　Claudia）　was；　perhaps　on　that　account；　as　kindly　ready　as　her　husband　to　receive　me　in　the　character　of　an　adopted　daughter。　I　may　add　here；　that　I　bear　my　German　mother's　Christian　name；　Wilhelmina。　All　my　friends；　in　the　days　when　I　had　friends；　used　to　shorten　this　to　Mina。　Be　my　friend　so　far；　and　call　me　Mina；　too。

After　these　few　words　of　introduction；　will　your　patience　bear　with　me；　if　I　try　to　make　you　better　acquainted　with　my　uncle　and　aunt；　and　if　I　allude　to　circumstances　connected　with　my　new　life　which　had；　as　I　fear；　some　influence　in　altering　my　character　for　the　worse？

II。

WHEN　I　think　of　the　good　General's　fatherly　kindness　to　me；　I　really　despair　of　writing　about　him　in　terms　that　do　justice　to　his　nature。　To　own　the　truth；　the　tears　get　into　my　eyes；　and　the　lines　mingle　in　such　confusion　that　I　cannot　read　them　myself。　As　for　my　relations　with　my　aunt；　I　only　tell　the　truth　when　I　say　that　she　performed　her　duties　toward　me　without　the　slightest　pretension；　and　in　the　most　charming　manner。

At　nearly　fifty　years　old；　Lady　Claudia　was　still　admired；　though　she　had　lost　the　one　attraction　which　distinguished　her　before　my　time　the　attraction　of　a　perfectly　beautiful　figure。　With　fine　hair　and　expressive　eyes；　she　was　otherwise　a　plain　woman。　Her　unassuming　cleverness　and　her　fascinating　manners　were　the　qualities　no　doubt　which　made　her　popular　everywhere。　We　never　quarreled。　Not　because　I　was　always　amiable；　but　because　my　aunt　would　not　allow　it。　She　managed　me；　as　she　managed　her　husband；　with　perfect　tact。　With　certain　occasional　checks；　she　absolutely　governed　the　General。　There　were　eccentricities　in　his　character　which　made　him　a　man　easily　ruled　by　a　clever　woman。　Deferring　to　his　opinion；　so　far　as　appearances　went；　Lady　Claudia　generally　contrived　to　get　her　own　way　in　the　end。　Except　when　he　was　at　his　Club；　happy　in　his　gossip；　his　good　dinners；　and　his　whist；　my　excellent　uncle　lived　under　a　despotism；　in　the　happy　delusion　that　he　was　master　in　his　own　house。

Prosperous　and　pleasant　as　it　appeared　on　the　surface；　my　life　had　its　sad　side　for　a　young　woman。

In　the　commonplace　routine　of　our　existence；　as　wealthy　people　in　the　upper　rank；　there　was　nothing　to　ripen　the　growth　of　any　better　capacities　which　may　have　been　in　my　nature。　Heartily　as　I　loved　and　admired　my　uncle；　he　was　neither　of　an　age　nor　of　a　character　to　be　the　chosen　depositary　of　my　most　secret　thoughts；　the　friend　of　my　inmost　heart　who　could　show　me　how　to　make　the　best　and　the　most　of　my　life。　With　friends　and　admirers　in　plenty；　I　had　found　no　one　who　could　hold　this　position　toward　me。　In　the　midst　of　society　I　was；　unconsciously；　a　lonely　woman。

As　I　remember　them；　my　hours　of　happiness　were　the　hours　when　I　took　refuge　in　my　music　and　my　books。　Out　of　the　house；　my　one　diversion；　always　welcome　and　always　fresh；　was　riding。　Without；　any　false　modesty；　I　may　mention　that　I　had　lovers　as　well　as　admirers；　but　not　one　of　them　produced　an　impression　on　my　heart。　In　all　that　related　to　the　tender　passion；　as　it　is　called；　I　was　an　undeveloped　being。　The　influence　that　men　have　on　women；　_because_　they　are　men；　was　really　and　truly　a　mystery　to　me。　I　was　ashamed　of　my　own　coldnessI　tried；　honestly　tried；　to　copy　other　girls；　to　feel　my　heart　beating　in　the　presence　of　the　one　chosen　man。　It　was　not　to　be　done。　When　a　man　pressed　my　hand；　I　felt　it　in　my　rings；　instead　of　my　heart。

These　confessions　made；　I　have　done　with　the　past；　and　may　now　relate　the　events　which　my　enemies；　among　the　ladies；　have　described　as　presenting　a　shocking　story。

III。

WE　were　in　London　for　the　season。　One　morning；　I　went　out　riding　with　my　uncle；　as　usual；　in　Hyde　Park。

The　General's　service　in　the　army　had　been　in　a　cavalry　regiment　service　distinguished　by　merits　which　justified　his　rapid　rise　to　the　high　places　in　his　profession。　In　the　hunting…field；　he　was　noted　as　one　of　the　most　daring　and　most　accomplished　riders　in　our　county。　He　had　always　delighted　in　riding　young　and　high…spirited　horses；　and　the　habit　remained　with　him　after　he　had　quitted　the　active　duties　of　his　profession　in　later　life。　From　first　to　last　he　had　met　with　no　accident　worth　remembering；　until　the　unlucky　morning　when　he　went　out　with　me。

His　horse；　a　fiery　chestnut；　ran　away　with　him；　in　that　part　of　the　Park…ride　call　ed　Rotten　Row。　With　the　purpose　of　keeping　clear　of　other　riders；　he　spurred　his　runaway　horse　at　the　rail　which　divides　the　Row　from　the　grassy　inclosure　at　its　side。　The　terrified　animal　swerved　in　taking　the　leap；　and　dashed　him　against　a　tree。　He　was　dreadfully　shaken　and　injured；　but　his　strong　constitution　carried　him　through　to　recoverywith　the　serious　drawback　of　an　incurable　lameness　in　one　leg。

The　doctors；　on　taking　leave　of　their　patient；　united　in　warning　him　（at　his　age；　and　bearing　in　mind　his　weakened　leg）　to　ride　no　more　restive　horses。　〃A　quiet　cob；　General；〃　they　all　suggested。　My　uncle　was　sorely　mortified　and　offended。　〃If　I　am　fit　for　nothing　but　a　quiet　cob；〃　he　said；　bitterly；　〃I　will　ride　no　more。〃　He　kept　his　word。　No　one　ever　saw　the　General　on　horseback　again。

Under　these　sad　circumstances　（and　my　aunt　being　no　horsewoman）；　I　had　apparently　no　other　choice　than　to　give　up　riding　also。　But　my　kind…hearted　uncle　was　not　the　man　to　let　me　be　sacrificed　to　his　own　disappointment。　His　riding…groom　had　been　one　of　his　soldier…servants　in　the　cavalry　regimenta　quaint　sour　tempered　old　man；　not　at　all　the　sort　of　person　to　attend　on　a　young　lady　taking　her　riding…exercise　alone。　〃We　must　find　a　smart　fellow　who　can　be　trusted；〃　said　the　General。　〃I　shall　inquire　at　the　club。〃

For　a　week　afterward；　a　succession　of　grooms