A loud buzz of curiosity circulated among the domestics; some of whom— especially the females—leaned forward to obtain a peep at the culprit. Below her stretched a valley of rich meadowland, of yellow cornfields, and beyond moorland hillside glorious with purple heather and golden gorse. “You go home and think of all this,” he said, “and talk about it to-morrow. All concerned in the dark transaction must have perished. ‘Her own,’ Gerald replied. "Ah! now we come to business," returned Jonathan, rubbing his hands, gleefully.
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