‘I thought it was his great-nephew, young Brewis Charvill, who is his heir. He obeyed, letting the garment fall to the floor. Remember! not a word!" So saying, he huddled the mantle over Wood's shoulders, dashed the lantern to the ground, and extinguished the light.
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