We are alone, Sir Rowland," he added, snuffing the candles, glancing
cautiously around, and lowering his tone, "and what you confide to me shall
never transpire,—at least to your disadvantage. It was not in evidence here, not a sign of it. Jack in all probability,
would have escaped, if Langley, who was left in the Lodge, had not been
alarmed at the noise and rushed thither. On this side was a razor with
which a son had murdered his father; the blade notched, the haft crusted with
blood: on that, a bar of iron, bent, and partly broken, with which a husband had
beaten out his wife's brains. CHAPTER I. ’
Miss Froxfield intervened quickly as her betrothed showed signs of erupting
again. He had forgiven everybody. It was bare of any furnishings.
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