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SARAH BENNET'S POSSESSION

Francis, what is that thou hast in thy hand? Bring the lamp a little nearer.'
We stood watching her impatiently. She had placed the spectacles on her nose, and had taken up the paper in her hand, when suddenly her face blanched and she let drop with a cry.
`Henry!' she said, in a deep voice that we hardly recognized, and then again: `Henry!' She stood up trembling, and walking to the fire, thrust the paper into the flame.
Then she turned round.
`Francis,' she said, `I must ask thee never to draw that man again.'

A year afterwards we were seated once again in the little parlour: The girls had been singing, and Frank had taken their place at the piano. He sat down with a sailor's confidence and began to play; he said he had forgotten the name of the piece, but I think I recognized it as coming from an opera.
Mrs. Bennet had a strong affection for Frank. She had paid little attention to his cousins while they sang, but as soon as her boy began to strum, she left her work and stood behind him at the piano, while her foot beat time to the music.
I should say while she tried to beat time to the music. For. she had no ear for either time or harmony.
I noticed that as he went on, Frank looked perplexed, nor was he playing as well as he was able. He stopped abruptly. `Come outside,' he said, `the room is stifling.'
`You don't happen to know the Morse code?' he asked. `If you did I think you would be more surprised than you are at present. I wonder how long it took her to learn it?'
`What on earth are you talking about?' I said.
`I'm not quite sure,' Frank replied, `but when you thought Aunt Sarah was marking time to the music, she may have been doing so; but at the same time she was spelling out a message to someone in the Morse code.'
`What was it?' I asked.
`Oh, utter nonsense,' he replied:

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