He wondered if these abnormal mental activities presaged illness. Perhaps Ramage was the more astonished. Moving swiftly to the end of the corridor, he pushed open a door at random and entered a large room, which looked to have been a saloon, judging from the faded gilt and crimson wall-paper, a mirror above the fireplace which was surrounded by an ornate gilded frame, now sadly tarnished, and a worn Chippendale sofa with striped upholstery and tasselled cushions. An old man with a bent back who limped in, slow and stiff, leaning heavily on a cane. ‘But I do not pay this penalty. The young lady—if she had come in here at all—had vanished. Blood dripped down one side of her forehead. I'll knock off at tea. You are not going anywhere but to the Tredgold College. Then he stood up and repeated it again. Following his guide, Sir Rowland found himself in a large and lofty apartment, the extent of which he could not entirely discern until lights were set upon the table. His heart was beating, but faintly and slowly, with ominous intermissions.
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