"
"Have it, and welcome," rejoined Figg. "
"It is folded under your pillow. These were the Master's body-guard. Missy looked like a
troll with lipstick on. Gently she raised his head and withdrew the coat from
under the pillow. ‘Who telled you that?’
‘Do not ask me impertinent questions, but only go you and fetch this daughter
here to me. It was denied him, for as he closed his
eyes—though but for an instant—the whole scene of his former visit to the place
rose before him. Mr. Manning’s proposal of marriage and finding she was
thinking of the dance. From this singular collection Trenchard turned to
regard its possessor, who was standing at a little distance from him, still engaged
in earnest discourse with his attendant, and, as he contemplated his ruthless
countenance, on which duplicity and malignity had set their strongest seals, he
could not help calling to mind all he had heard of Jonathan's perfidiousness to
his employers, and deeply regretting that he had placed himself in the power of
so unscrupulous a miscreant. ‘Mademoiselle,’ he had greeted her, entering the little private parlour where,
Martha being at prayer in their room, she sat alone, reading over and over the
letter Mother Abbess had given her and revolving plans in her head. “You are Sir John Ferringhall,” she repeated.
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