‘It is not your affair. Trodger might not need his hair dressed, but the flagon of ale that each soldier
quaffed would be welcome—once his captain had departed, thought Roding
cynically. Descending the hollow, or rather excavation,—for it was an old disused clay-pit,
at the bottom of which the cottage was situated,—he speedily succeeded in
arousing the ancient sibyl, and having committed Edgeworth Bess to her care,
with a promise of an abundant reward in case she watched diligently over her
safety, and attended to her comforts till his return,—to all which Black Mary
readily agreed,—he departed with a heart lightened of half its load. But the recollection of the warm pliant body in his arms
…!
"I am a thief!" he whispered. Some of the lunatics were rattling their chains; some
shrieking; some singing; some beating with frantic violence against the doors. He was
sickeningly aroused by their hands as he slipped in and
out of consciousness. Miss Klegg raised the question of women’s suffrage, and he set
himself to provoke a duel between her and Miss Garvice. ToC
For a short space, Mrs.
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