The Devil's GardenWilliam Dale and Mavis are both in service with Lord Barradine. Dale wants to move up in the world, and, with Barradine's influence is appointed postmaster. When loses his temper at a soldier, William puts his job in danger. Mavis goes back to Barradine for help; the cost of help will be giving in to Barradine. Dale's job is again secure, but when he discovers Mavis's infidelity, he kills Barradine and gets away with it. The murder haunts him. Years later, William and Mavis take young Norah in, William discovers he is drawn to her. To his horror, William realizes he is no better than Barradine. Seeking forgiveness, he sacrifices his life saving some little girls from a huge fire. |
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... Dale took her hand , squeezed it , and then , with an affectation of carelessness , laughed jovially . " They've appointed a deputy to take charge here during my absence . " " Oh , Will ! " Mrs. Dale's dark eyebrows rose , and her brown ...
... Dale , with great determination . દરે " May I get Auntie to write to him ? She said she knows for sure he'd help us . " " Well , he said so himself , didn't he ? " " Yes . Anything in his power ! " Dale reflected for a moment , and ...
... Dale critically . " I take it he was a heavy- weight , eh ? " " He gave me my work , " said Dale ; " and I was all three minutes at it . But out he went . " " Really now ! " and Mr. Ridgett smiled . " I had stopped Miss Yorke from ...
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Page 237 - Lord, when thy Spirit descends to show The badness of our hearts, Astonished at the amazing view, The soul with horror starts. The dungeon, opening foul as hell, Its loathsome stench emits ; And, brooding in each secret cell, Some hideous monster sits. Swarms of ill thoughts their bane diffuse, Proud, envious, false, unclean ; And every ransacked corner shows Some unsuspected sin.