The Shadows on the Wall AudioBook

   

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Published on Mar 19, 2020

The Shadows on the Wall AudioBook .
By MARY E. WILKINS FREEMAN.
From the Public Domain. 19-21.

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"Henry, had words with Edward, in the study the night before Edward, died," said Caroline Glynn.
She spoke not with acrimony, but with grave severity. Rebecca Ann Glynn gasped by way of assent. She sat in a wide flounce of black silk in the corner of the sofa, and rolled terrified eyes from her sister Caroline to her sister Mrs. Stephen Brigham, who had been Emma, Glynn the one beauty of the family. The latter was beautiful still, with a large, splendid, full-blown beauty, she filled a great rocking-chair with her superb bulk, of femininity, and swayed gently back and forth, her black silks whispering and her black frills, fluttering. Even the shock of death—for her brother Edward, laying dead in the house—could not disturb her outward serenity of demeanour.
But even her expression of masterly placidity changed before her sister Caroline's announcement, and her sister Rebecca Ann's, gasp, of terror and distress in response.

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 "I think Henry, might have controlled his temper, when poor Edward, was so near his end," she said with an asperity, which disturbed, slightly the roseate, curves of her beautiful mouth.
"Of course he did not know," murmured, Rebecca Ann, in a faint tone."
"Of course he did not know it," said Caroline quickly. She turned on her sister with a strange, sharp look of suspicion. Then she shrank as if from the other's possible answer.
Rebecca gasped again. The married sister, Mrs. Emma Brigham, was now sitting up straight in her chair; she had ceased rocking, and was eyeing them both intently with a sudden accentuation of family likeness in her face.
"What do you mean?" said she impartially to them both. Then she, too, seemed to shrink before a possible answer. She even laughed an evasive sort of laugh.
"Nobody means anything," said Caroline firmly. She rose and crossed the room toward the door with grim decisiveness.
"Where are you going?" asked Mrs. Brigham.