They had come from the
neighbourhood of Loughlinter, and knew Mr. Kennedy well.
This was yesterday afternoon, Sunday, and I found some
difficulty in making my way into his presence. My object
was to induce him to withdraw the letter;--for at that
time I doubted whether the law could interfere quickly
enough to prevent the publication.
I found your husband in a very sad condition. What he said
or what I said I forget; but he was as usual intensely
anxious that you should return to him. I need not hesitate
now to say that he is certainly mad. After a while, when I
expressed my assured opinion that you would not go back to
Loughlinter, he suddenly turned round, grasped a revolver,
and fired at my head. How I got out of the room I don't
quite remember. Had he repeated the shot, which he might
have done over and over again, he must have hit me. As
it was I escaped, and blundered down the stairs to Mrs.
Macpherson's room.
They whom I have consulted in the matter, namely,
Barrington Erle and my particular friend, Mr.
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