"Sir Rowland is murdered!" cried Jack, as soon as he could find a tongue. That is why I am glad that she has gone to London. In this attempt he was, however, foiled by the agility of the carpenter, who managed to retreat to the door, against which he placed his back, kicking the boards vigorously with his heel. If the young ladies were dowerless, which seemed likely, their attire at least—so Lucilla assured him in a whisper—was of the first stare. Mind you don't stir till supper's over.
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