“A sudden cry from the nurse called me from the horror of that vision to stern reality, to see the life-blood ebbing from the lips I had kissed so often with all a sister's love. My poor friend never spoke again. A severe attack of hemorrhage hastened the inevitable end; and before her heart-broken lover could come to clasp the hand and gaze into her fading eyes, Violetta Hammond passed away” (Braddon, 9).
Braddon, Elizabeth. “The Christmas Number.” Sheffield Weekly Telegraph, page 9, 17 Nov. 1894.
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