“That is as you will,” she said. “Isn’t that rather a strange question—under the circumstances?” he asked quietly. Rowland's purposes were, however, defeated in a manner as unexpected as appalling. He noted an ebony cane laid close to hand, which suggested she was able to get about. Supper was quickly served; the oldest bottle of wine was brought from the cellar; the strongest barrel of ale was tapped; but not one of the party could eat or drink—their hearts were too full. It was hard to gain weight when you hated to eat. Trodger was lying in wait at the bottom of the narrow stairs. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha.
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