The rest seemed not to hear them, however, and Mr. Hope continued the
ceremony.
"Into this holy estate," he went on, "these two persons present come
now to be joined. If any man can show just cause why they may not
lawfully be joined together, let him now speak, or else hereafter
forever hold his peace."
As he uttered the words the door was suddenly burst open, and Darke
entered the apartment with _the gray woman_.
In the midst of the stupor of astonishment, she advanced straight
toward Georgia Conway, twined her arm in that of the young lady, and
said quietly:--
"How do you do, cousin? I am Lucretia Conway. Your father is my uncle.
I have come to show just cause why you cannot marry General Mohun--my
husband!"
XX.
WHAT OCCURRED AT "FIVE FORKS," ON THE NIGHT OF MARCH 31, 1865.
Mohun turned like a tiger, and was evidently about to throw himself
upon Darke. I grasped his arm and restrained him.
"Listen!" I said.
The house was surrounded by trampling hoofs, and clattering sabres.
Darke had not drawn his pistol, and now glanced at me. His face was
thin and pale--he was scarce the shadow of himself--but his eyes
"burned" with a strange fire under his bushy brows.
"You are right, Colonel Surry!" he said, in his deep voice, to me,
"restrain your friend.
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