” “We’ve come past it, miss,” the man answered, with a note of finality in his gruff voice. . “It may be her salvation. " Some innate sense of balance told her that something was wrong with these tales. It was still so dark, that nothing could be distinguished except the heavy masses of timber by which the premises were surrounded; but as they advanced, lights were visible in some of the windows. ‘You don’t mind if I sit down?’ She considered him a moment, her head a little on one side. In the beginning Ah Cum would run his glance speculatively over the assortment and select that individual who promised to be the most companionable. 155 The ringing doorbell jarred her from her stupor. Arrived at the audience-chamber, he set down the light upon a stand, threw open the door, and announced in a loud voice, but with the perfect intonation of the person he represented,—"Sir Rowland Trenchard. He beheld the grey tower of Willesden Church, embosomed in its grove of trees, now clothed, in all the glowing livery of autumn. —You've your answer, Blueskin," he added, pushing that individual, who seemed unwilling to depart, towards the door; "it's useless to urge the matter further.
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