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PAUL CLIFFORD.
CHAPTER IX.
Clem. Lift the dark veil of years!—behind—what waits?
A human heart.—Vast city, where reside
All glories and all vilenesses!—while foul
Yet silent through the roar of passions rolls
The River of the Darling Sin—and bears
A life and yet a poison on its tide.
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Clem. Thy wife?—
Vict.Avaunt! I've chang'd that word to 'scorn!'
Clem. Thy child?—
Vict.Ay, that strikes home—my child—my child!
Love and Hatred, by .
To an obscure town in shire, there came to reside a young couple, whose appearance and habits drew towards them, from the neighbouring gossips, a more than ordinary attention. They bore the name of Welford. The man assumed
