"Take off these chains, Rowland," said Lady Trafford, "instantly, I command you. ’ ‘For shame, Hilary,’ admonished his fiancée, casting a pitying glance at the refugees. Indeed it was apparent, from the likeness between them, that they were nearly related. A wave of pity went over him—pity for the patient, the girl, and his friend. “I must repeat,” Sir John said, “that I much regret disturbing you at such an unseemly hour. “Very likely,” he answered. The girl’s gaze met his in interested inquiry. The arrival of the cart at the end of Field Lane, appeared the signal for an attempt at rescue. She had never before heard the noise of firecrackers, and in the beginning the sputtering racket caused her to wince. The last time Pottiswick had called out the militia on suspicion of intruders in Remenham House, a large rodent had been all the spoil. His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet. A sob was strangled in her throat.
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