" "By no means," rejoined Wood, hastily. This smile was more harrowing even than her former rigid look. Spurling. Superstition—you knock into it whichever way you turn. On this side a flight of wooden steps, protected by a hand-rail, led to a door opening upon the summit of the prison. But he was always forcing her to say and do such unexpectedly conclusive things. ’ ‘I swear to you, it is the exact truth,’ he protested. A crutch, with a silver handle, stood by her side, proving the state of extreme debility to which she was reduced. ‘But what in the world was she doing at Remenham House?’ ‘Your quickness is astounding, Lucy,’ Gerald told her admiringly. The body of Sir Rowland was then laid on the large table.
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