"See her I will. Away up on the hillside was the little country railway station. She heard him crash against it, and turned the key in the lock. Satisfied, however, that she did not notice him, Jonathan glided away as noiselessly as he came, and ascended another short flight of stairs leading to the garret. ‘So yours is the rattling tongue, is it, young madam?’ ‘I should say so. The person, shortly afterwards ushered into the room, seemed by the imperfect light,—for the evening was advancing, and the chamber darkened by heavy drapery,—to be a middle-sized middle-aged man, of rather vulgar appearance, but with a very shrewd aspect. The lady's name's engraved inside, but so small I can scarcely read it. It dropped sideways and fell with a bang to the table.
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