The Weird Sisters: A Romance. Volume 3 (of 3)

In Three Volumes. VOL. III.
LONDON: TINSLEY BROTHERS, 8, CATHERINE ST., STRAND. 1880.
CHARLES DICKENS AND EVANS, GREAT NEW STREET, LONDON.
TO EDMOND POWER, ESQ., OF SPRINGFIELD, Whose kindness to Mine and to Me I SHALL NEVER FORGET WHILE I AM.
Grey found his mother in the front parlour of her own house. She was as bright, intelligent as ever, and put down the Times and took off her spectacles as he entered.
Henry, she exclaimed, as he came in, what is the matter? You are looking like a ghost.
It is only that I have seen one, mother, he said wearily, tenderly, as he kissed her, put his arms round her, and placed her in a chair.
Seen what? she demanded, looking up impatiently at her stalwart son.
A ghost, mother.
Nonsense, Henry. Of late I see but little of you; and when I do see you, you are full of mysteries, only fit for sempstresses in penny parts. You ought not to treat me as if I wanted to be roused into interest in your affairs by secrets and surprises.
She patted her foot impatiently on the floor, and looked with vivacious reproach in his face.
He placed his hand gently but impressively on her shoulder, and said, looking down calmly from his large blue frank eyes into her swift bright gray eyes: