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“I do mean that,” she declared. Each manuscript was like the other: the same lovely treatment of an unlovely subject. But, what brought you here?" "Excuse me, Sir Rowland. Quite!” He sat in the arm-chair and took tea, and consumed several of the extra cakes which she had sent out for and talked to her and expressed himself, looking very earnestly at her with his deep-set eyes, and carefully avoiding any crumbs on his mustache the while. She sat drawn together in her chair in the corner of the box, at a loss what to say or do—afraid, curious, perplexed. "To-morrow it will be mine. ‘Wait, Jacques! I will find the way to open this. He held down the light, and a moment afterwards beckoned, with a blanched cheek, to Rowland. 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.
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