Meysey Hill—never your wife. Gazing into each other's eyes with new-found rapture, neither observed the sudden appearance in the doorway of an elderly woman in travel-stained linen. "I'll pledge you in that toast with all my heart. He tasted like cinders and ash, but not of smoke. ‘It is you who is the fool,’ she threw at him, whipping round again. He led her unerringly, pushing her down the narrow stairway that had been the servants’ access to the upper floors, and thence through a small door that led into the chapel.
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