The crowner's
'quest sat on her yesterday—and if she hadn't been proved out of her mind, she
would have been buried at four lane-ends. She met the keen grey eyes of a clean-shaven man, between forty and fifty,
quietly dressed in professional attire. Stopping before each
door, they took up the plates of the locks, examined the ponderous bolts, and
were struck with the utmost astonishment at what they beheld. She appeared
not to have realised the implications of her outburst, but clung a little to Gerald’s
hands which had taken hers in a comforting clasp. The stench is everywhere. ’
So that was it. "
"Hear me, Blueskin," said Jonathan, restraining his choler. Wood's daughter,—to
whom, I've heard tell, he was attached years ago,—was brought up, his courage
forsook him altogether, and he trembled, and could scarcely stand.
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