’ He glanced about and saw his quarry holding court at one end of the vast mirrored chamber. ’ He turned to the lodgekeeper behind him, whose shocked fear had given place to a direful frown. "You are an angel," she cried, with a look beaming with delight. He dragged it out, and perceiving, in spite of the decayed frame, that it was the body of Sir Rowland Trenchard, commanded his attendants to convey it up stairs—an order which was promptly obeyed.
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