“I wish you didn’t. Opening the trap-door, he then descended to the vaults —searched each cell, and every nook and corner separately. "But don't wait for me, Sir Cecil. “After all, it’s our honeymoon. The woman shrugged her shoulders. Fancying they were alone, Sir Rowland threw aside his cloak, and produced a heavy bag of money, which he flung upon the table; and, when Wild had feasted his greedy eyes sufficiently upon its golden contents, he handed him a pocketbook filled with notes. “He was a friend of your sister’s, was he not?” “I never heard her mention his name,” she answered.
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