Would you stand by me—and her?” “My dear Nigel!” she exclaimed. But if his frame was immature, his looks were not so. “I won’t pretend,” he said, “that this is an accident. —Sorry to quit your lord—worships, I mean,—I don't know what I mean," she added, a little confused, and dropping a profound curtsey to the disguised noblemen, each of whom replied by a bow, worthy, in her opinion, of a prince of the blood at the least,—"but I've a few necessary orders to give below. Annabel looked up and down the empty street, and then turned to her sister. One gets drawn into things. “Can’t you believe me? I am Meysey Hill. Gianfrancesco had been talked into the arrangement only because the drivers that had handled the job for generations were sick or dead. I deemed it more prudent to send him to the Dark House than to bring him here, in case of any search after him by his adoptive father—the carpenter Wood. It was still so dark, that nothing could be distinguished except the heavy masses of timber by which the premises were surrounded; but as they advanced, lights were visible in some of the windows.
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