" As he spoke, the door of the round-house was opened, and a stout man, with a lantern in his hand, presented himself at the threshold. Not these twenty year. From his pale skin and inky hair color it was apparent that his ancestry was half-Hispanic and half-European, perhaps French. since the beginning. ‘Danged if I ever hear the like,’ he repeated blankly. "I vent to de New Prish'n, and on wishitin' his shel vid de turnkey, vot should ve find but de shains on de ground, de vinder broken, and Jack and Agevorth Besh gone. With a rustle of her full lilac petticoats, Miss Froxfield turned back to Alderley. Probably she was married years ago and is now merely on the way to her husband's house. "Darrell's job was done early this morning," he said; "and if I'd attended to his advice, the packing-case would have been finished at the same time. She was chic, distinguished, unusual. "I think you're all bewitched," she cried. Nothing, in short, was too extravagant to be related of it; and Jonathan, who delighted in investing himself and his residence with mystery, encouraged, and perhaps originated, these marvellous tales.
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