"A bad business this, Van," observed Baptist, with a prolonged shake of the head. So you, Jacques, must go and wait for me with the horse. Wood was unable to discover the figure of the widow, but he recognised her dry, hacking cough, and was about to call her down, if she could not find the key, as he imagined must be the case, when a loud noise was heard, as though a chest, or some weighty substance, had fallen upon the floor. The curtain before one mystery was torn aside, and she saw in reality what lay behind the impulse that had led her into the young man's room. " "Add that to what she is now suffering? It's too late. "Who isn't it like?" he asked, endeavouring to gain possession of the drawing, which, af the sound of his footstep, she crushed between her fingers. Many a black veil hid a high-born dame, and the religious habit was no protection. General Lord Charvill disinherited him for his pains. But that's an infirmity shared by a great many sounder heads than mine. He must be gone to dispose of the body. 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. Wood resounded from below.
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