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the country where the Siren's was a familiar voice I was thought dead." {Kate.} Dead. I see. {Dormer.} _(continuing)_ "When I recovered, my sweet voice and pretty face had gone from me forever. I had nothing but a mad loathing for the man whom I had never loved, and I formed a plan to ruin him." {Kate.} Oh! {Dormer.} _(continuing)_ "I took a new name and fostered the report of my death, saying to myself, 'He will love and marry again, and then I, the wreck of what I have been, will come back to life and destroy his peace,'" _(Eric disappears.)_ {Kate.} Not a woman--not a woman! {Dormer.} _(continuing)_ "But in time my heart softened and my hate died away. My conscience won't let me rest, and now, when remorse has broken me, I drag myself to where Eric is, to learn what evil I have caused. If there be any wrong, it is I that have worked it--not my deceived husband, whom I have not the courage to face." Signed "Mathilde." {Kate.} Is that all? {Dormer.} _(pocketing paper)_ That is all. _(Kate rises)_ {Kate.} How comes this--creature to know of the existence of the woman who loves Eric Thorndyke? {Dormer.} She asked me if I thought such a woman existed. I replied, yes. "Then," said she, "whoever this woman is, and wherever she may be, carry my warning to her before it is too late." _(puts paper away and goes to sofa L.)_ _(Kate struggles with herself for a moment; her manner becomes completely changed.)_ {Kate.} _(lightly)_ Ah, thank you, Parson Dormer, for your goodness, and for your cold journey. May I give you some wine? {Dormer.} No. _(he resumes his cape and gloves, then holds out his hand to Kate)_ Good-night, _(she takes his hand)_ Don't come down, I can find my way out. _(looking round)_ I used to quarrel here with your father. {Kate.} Good-night. I shall look for you to-morrow at our harvest supper--it is the happiest night in our year, _(screams and falls back, Dormer catches her--he is going--she clutches his sleeve)_ Parson! Parson! look! _(she points to the written confession which lies upon the floor)_ Don't leave me alone with that! {Dormer.} That--what? {Kate.} That. Take it away with you--take it away!
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