Why don’t I just go and get the key from Pottiswick?’ Alderley flicked a glance back at him over his shoulder. They heard his footsteps descending the stone staircase, growing fainter and fainter. “But Sir John?” he exclaimed. ” 162 “Mmmm-hmmm. He too looked at the girl, slackened his pace and looked at her again through his eye-glasses, looked over his shoulder after he had passed, and finally came to a dead stop. She crooked her finger. And then suddenly—a relief. “You are a miracle! God spares few from the Pestilence. Spurling, for so was she named, had a warm nut-brown complexion, almost as dark as a Creole; and a moustache on her upper lip, that would have done no discredit to the oldest dragoon in the King's service. The rascal will be at work before the morning. It will be necessary to secure his companion; and as you say he is not in the house, some caution must be used in approaching him, or he may chance to take to his heels, for he's a slippery little rascal. "Many thanks, Sir," replied Thornhill, with freezing politeness; "but Id not require assistance.
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