The room in which she sat was a portion of the garret, assigned, as we have just stated, by Mr. Fortescue’s steps, and encountered him with an air of artless surprise. ‘Eh bien, I will tell you. Drawing a pistol, and unclosing his lantern with the quickness of thought, he then burst through an open trap-door into a small loft. “Where is my beautiful wife?” He bellowed from the downstairs. Good-bye, for the pressent—ha! ha!" And, laughing loudly at his own facetiousness, he quitted the Lodge.
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