Was
there anything at all in those locked rooms of her aunt’s mind? Were they fully
furnished and only a little dusty and cobwebby and in need of an airing, or were
they stark vacancy except, perhaps, for a cockroach or so or the gnawing of a
rat? What was the mental equivalent of a rat’s gnawing? The image was going
astray. I was engaged to dine
with your sister and her husband, and I sent a wire. "I strangled him—ha! ha! ha!—strangled him while he was at my breast—ha!
ha!"—And then with a sudden and fearful change of look, she added, "That's
what has driven me mad, I killed my child to save him from the gallows—oh!
oh! One man hanged in a family is enough. But
the Remenhams in the days of Charles the First, with the need for an escape
route from Cromwell’s increasingly victorious forces, had cut a trapdoor through
its floor into the cellars below, and thence hewn the long rough passageway that
led underground right outside the boundary of the estate. “You are so inherently gallant, John, so pure of heart. Anna admitted the fact. The tears flowed faster. I'll turn cracksman, like my father—rob old
Wood—he has chests full of money, and I know where they're kept—I'll rob
him, and give the swag to you, Poll—I'll—"
Jack would have said more; but, losing his balance, he fell to the ground, and,
when taken up, he was perfectly insensible. “You’ll do no such thing, Sheila.
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