’
***
Everett, General Lord Charvill, master of a barony stretching over a wide estate
that encroached on the hundreds of Witham, Thurstable and Dengy, stood before
his own fireplace, glaring at his visitors from under bushy white brows from a
head held necessarily low above a back painfully bent by rheumatism. “I can’t imagine what has come over you,” said her aunt. I've always been more or less music-mad. Once a thriving
town before the Pestilence, most of the buildings and the
piers had been destroyed or burned. They're gone into the next room. One of the things that most surprised him in her was her capacity for blind
obedience. Besides
——”
She stopped short. "Who
knows but this key may open a golden lock one of these days?" And, picking it
up, he thrust it into his pocket.
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