"All supernatural interpositions (thought he) I have ever discredited, but I cannot resist conviction; possibly my father did not think his dissolution so very near, strong resentments cling to the heart, and he thought I deserved to suffer. Perhaps, at the very moment when he felt the awful separation between the soul and body, he might wish to pronounce my pardon; and how that wish has been granted is a mystery incomprehensible to me, and possibly improper for me to desire a solution of." The agitation of his spirits was visible in his countenance, and when he entered his wife's humble apartment, the disorder of his air caught her attention.
"Ah! (cried she) my dear Ferdinand, I fear to ask.—Your father———!"
"You already anticipate the event (said he, throwing himself into a chair) your conjectures are but too just."
"Alas! (returned she, softening into tears) how painful the reflection, that we cannot
