She viewed Mrs. Logan with a stem, steady gaze, as if
reading her features as a margin to her intellect; and when she
addressed her it was not with that humility, and agonized fervour,
which are natural for one in such circumstances to address to
another who has the power of her life and death in her hands.
"I am deeply indebted to you for this timely visit, Mrs. Logan,"
said she. "It is not that I value life, or because I fear death, that I
have sent for you so expressly. But the manner of the death that
awaits me has something peculiarly revolting in it to a female
mind. Good God! when I think of being hung up, a spectacle to a
gazing, gaping multitude, with numbers of which I have had
intimacies and connections, that would render the moment of
parting so hideous, that, believe me, it rends to flinders a soul
born for another sphere than that in which it has moved, had not
the vile selfishness of a lordly fiend ruined all my prospects and
all my hopes. Hear me then; for I do not ask your pity: I only ask
of you to look to yourself, and behave with womanly prudence, if
you deny this day that these goods are yours, there is no other
evidence whatever against my life, and it is safe for the present.
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