She had money of her own—much more than I have—and there was no need to squabble about that. One of the coolies held the paper lantern. “I am sure,” she said, “that you mean to stay until you are turned out. Wood's daughter,—to whom, I've heard tell, he was attached years ago,—was brought up, his courage forsook him altogether, and he trembled, and could scarcely stand. He led her unerringly, pushing her down the narrow stairway that had been the servants’ access to the upper floors, and thence through a small door that led into the chapel. But all that could be ascertained in the village was, that a man had ridden off a short time before in the direction of London.
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