Chapter 19 A FATAL DELAY.

Would'st thou have that

Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life,

And live a coward in thine own esteem,

Letting "I dare not," wait upon "I would,"

Like the poor cat i' the adage?

-MACBETH.

He was to all appearance immediately forgotten. As with mutual consent we all turned and faced each other, Mrs. Pollard with a stern, inexora