She reached a tiny yellow-fronted cottage covered with flowering creepers, and entered the front room by the wide-open window. " "They're lifting her out of the carriage," interposed Charcam; "will it please your honour to send for some advice and the chaplain?" "Fly for both," returned Sir Rowland, in a tone of bitter anguish. She has an excellent remedy for a sprain. " "Have you told him so?" she inquired, reproachfully. Blue haze had settled beyond the black silhouettes of trees, graduating to the deep violet that began the night sky. “What a hypocrite you are. Wood's famous 'prentice?" "What apprentice?" asked the stranger, in surprise.
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