Chapter XXIX MONTAGUE HILL PLAYS THE GAME The man opened his eyes and looked curiously about him. And Rollo, who had been waiting for some encouraging sound, presented himself at the doorway. Both advanced towards it, when, by the light of the lantern, Wood beheld, in the countenance of the stranger, the well-remembered and stern features of Rowland. "No, Sir Rowland," replied the attendant, "as you proposed to ride to Saint Albans to-night, I thought you might choose to see him yourself. I don’t think they do matter. My very sentences stumble and give way. "As long as you please, Sir," answered the matron, dropping a curtsey. She felt a semi-sharp object being gently impressed into her back. A bad man, in fact. "Come along, Blueskin.
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