Anna stood looking down upon her sister with grave perturbed
face. The birds were singing blithely amid the trees,—the
lowing of the cows resounded from the yard,—a delicious perfume from the
garden was wafted through the open window,—at a distance, the church-bells of
Willesden were heard tolling for evening service. “Anna!” she repeated. To her chagrin, he ignored her, and turned a venomous eye on his betrothed. She assumed with a kind of mesmeric
force all the propositions that Ann Veronica wanted her to define. "Gentlemen," returned the Master, solemnly, "it is a question easily answered—
they are NOWHERE! Had they hanged the bailiffs, the bailiffs would not have
hanged them. 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. A constant attendant at court, he had the mortification to see every one
promoted but himself, and thus bewails his ill-luck.
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