Chapter 27

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌​​​​‌‌‌‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​⁠Seven days glided away, every one marking its course by the henceforth rapid alteration of Edgar Linton’s state. The havoc that months had previously wrought was now emulated by the inroads of hours. Catherine we would fain have deluded yet; but her own quick spirit refused to delude her: it divined in secret, and brooded on the dreadful probability, gradually ripening into certainty. She had not