But though he visited Sir Rowland Trenchard's seat, Ashton Hall, he could gain no tidings of him, or of his uncle, Sir Rowland, who, it seems, has left the country. Alarmed by these prognostications of a storm, and feeling too much exhausted from his late severe treatment to proceed further on foot, Wood endeavoured to find a tavern where he might warm and otherwise refresh himself. In this way (he informed Spurlock) he kept posted on what was going on in the strictly commercial world. But though he made Blueskin and Kettleby his chief marks, he missed both. His bodily suffering, however, was nothing compared with his mental anguish. The comtesse always felt Madame Valade to be not of her class, of course. You have threatened to kill me for nothing, I know not how many times.
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