He got out in much the same way from the Gatehouse,—stole the keys, and passed through a room where I was sitting half-asleep in a chair. He glanced up at the coachman. I've a shrewd guess where he's taken refuge; but I'll ferret him out. Good-bye, aunt. Some part of the stiff vigour of the man seemed to have subsided. In another instant, the collision took place. ‘You are wise, Marthe.
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