Opening the door he then stepped into a dark narrow passage leading, as he was well aware, to the chapel. His cigar burnt out between his fingers, and he threw it impatiently away. The glass in the windows was broken—the roof unthatched—the walls dilapidated. Spurling, who had been hastily compounding another bowl of punch. Another horseman followed quickly at the heels of the first; but just as he passed the spot where Jack stood, his steed missed its footing, and fell. So Mrs. She should leave sooner, but she just could not bear missing the event.
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