” Her eyes glinted, macabre. Gazing into each other's eyes with new-found rapture, neither observed the sudden appearance in the doorway of an elderly woman in travel-stained linen. I could resist the tempter now, I am strong in health,—in mind. Or, better still, put all my clothes in the trunk. ‘Where are you taking me?’ she asked, assuming a fearful accent. As the secret door opened, the sounds within the house came at once to her ears: the tramping of feet above, and the hoarse voices echoing through the mansion. I have plenty of money, and the Duke will not be in the next Cabinet. I’ve seen Brewis Charvill, by the by.
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