He dragged it out, and perceiving, in spite of the
decayed frame, that it was the body of Sir Rowland Trenchard, commanded his
attendants to convey it up stairs—an order which was promptly obeyed. He fancied that the turnkeys had discovered his flight and were in pursuit
of him,—that they had climbed up the chimney,—entered the Red Room,—
tracked him from door to door, and were now only detained by the gate which he
had left unbroken in the chapel. ToC
Ascending a short flight of steps, Jack found at the summit a door, which being
bolted in the inside he speedily opened. Her mind turned to her own future, the
endless trickle of years. The next page
was a drawing that she had made in pen and ink of his
face, or what she had remembered of it. “How did you find me?” He asked.
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