"By what right?" fiercely demanded the young man, with kindling eyes.
"By a right all-sufficient for the purpose, young man." calmly answered the sheriff. "I have a warrant here for the arrest of——"
"Whom?"
"Miss Sibyl Campbell, the bride!"
"Great Heaven! on what charge? You are mad, man."
"On the charge of having, fifteen months ago, assassinated Christina Tomlinson, on Campbell's Isle!"
A wild, terrific shriek, so full of passionate grief that it thrilled through every heart, rang through the house. It was the voice of Mrs. Tom.
CHAPTER XXIX.
THE DEVOTION OF LOVE.
"I know not, I ask not,
If guilt's in thy heart;
I but know that I love thee
Whatever thou art."—MOORE