" "It'll not need to be repeated, at all events," rejoined Jonathan, looking with a smile of malignant satisfaction at the body. “If one was free,” she said, “one could go to him. “You are the Sir John Ferringhall who has bought the Lyndmore estate, are you not?” she remarked. Gerald? But could he be here so quickly? She hastily dabbed at her eyes, thankful for the darkness that she saw had come on outside unnoticed, dimming the room. They agreed that they must marry at once, this morning, before the doctor could suspect what was toward. "Here, wife—hostess—fetch me that bottle from the second shelf in the corner cupboard.
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