And yet I know not—for the object of his visit here to-night was to serve Jack, who, if your statement is correct, which I cannot however for a moment believe, does not deserve his assistance. And we men would work for them and serve them in loyal fealty. But I want to know whether in such an event you would stand by me?” She held out her hand. But with returning breath came returning vociferations; and the carpenter, with a faint hope of lessening the clamour by change of scene, took up his lantern, opened the door, and walked out. I am your servitor. The young rascal had learnt from some of the women-servants that Lady Trafford was from home, and was in the very act of making off when I got down stairs. The door closed softly upon her. “I may be leaving where I am in a few days, so very likely you will be no better off. ‘That way.
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