"
"You'll never live to see that day," cried Blueskin, fixing a menacing look upon
him. . "Leave me, Sir; I insist. Oh, Mr Jarvis paid no mind,’ she added hastily, as if
expecting disapproval. As usual,
however, on the occasion of any great calamity, a crowd was scouring the streets,
whose sole object was plunder. Wood sank, submissively, into a chair,
while his daughter hastened to execute her arbitrary parent's commission. They lived
alone, mainly inhabiting the castle’s upper floors. Wood was
dressed with more than ordinary care, and in more than ordinary finery. She was silent. "
CHAPTER XV. Interrogation takes many
forms, you know, Lucy. As
soon, however, as the last solemn rites were over, and the remains of the
unfortunate woman committed to their final resting-place in Willesden
churchyard, his firmness completely deserted him, and he sank beneath the
weight of his affliction.
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