`` In Sir Richard 's coffin , where you hid it , not daring to destroy , yet fearing to keep it . '' `` Who has betrayed me ? '' And her eye glanced wildly about the room , as if she feared to see some spectral accuser . `` Your own lips , my lady . Last night I came to speak of this . You lay asleep , and in some troubled dream spoke of the paper , safe in its writer 's keeping , and your strange treasure here , the key of which you guarded day and night . I divined the truth . Remembering Hester 's stories , I took the key from your helpless hand , found the paper on Sir Richard 's dead breast , and now demand that you confess your part in this tragedy . '' `` I do , I do ! I confess , I yield , I relinquish everything , and ask pity only for my child . '' Lady Trevlyn fell upon her knees before him , with a submissive gesture , but imploring eyes , for , amid the wreck of womanly pride and worldly fortune , the mother 's heart still clung to its idol . `` Who should pity her , if not I ? God knows I would have spared her this blow if I could ; but Helen would not keep silent , and I was driven to finish what I had begun . Tell Lillian this , and do not let her hate me . '' As Paul spoke , tenderly , eagerly , the curtain parted , and Lillian appeared , trembling with the excitement of that interview , but conscious of only one emotion as she threw herself into his arms , crying in a tone of passionate delight , `` Brother ! Brother ! Now I may love you ! '' Paul held her close , and for a moment forgot everything but the joy of that moment . Lillian spoke first , looking up through tears of tenderness , her little hand laid caressingly against his cheek , as she whispered with sudden bloom in her own , `` Now I know why I loved you so well , and now I can see you marry Helen without breaking my heart . Oh , Paul , you are still mine , and I care for nothing else . ''
`` But , XXXXX , I am not your brother . ''
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