The
commissionaire smiled. "If I thought he lived——" observed Wood. “Please hurry. The night had
swallowed him up, but his work on her was done. Advancing towards the Master, and claiming an audience, which was instantly
granted, Jonathan, without much circumlocution, related the sum of the strange
story he had just learnt from Wood, omitting nothing except a few trifling
particulars, which he thought it politic to keep back; and, with this view, he said
not a word of there being any probability of capturing the fugitive, but, on the
contrary, roundly asserted that his informant had witnessed that person's escape. ‘That there governess didn’t like it, of course, me being
the lodgekeeper’s girl, and Martha just a country wench like me. And here's the proof. Her hair was of the darkest brown, and finest texture; and,
when unloosed, hung down to her heels. Every other wall comprised bookcases, except where the
doors appeared. The proposal is
so far from being exorbitant, that it should be trebled if I had not a fellow-feeling
in the cause. Deny me, if you please. After a long fifteen seconds, she
pulled her head back into the seat, looking at his face
from the close angle, his nose huge and out of
perspective, his eyes like round blue pearls. “Yes, I believe he is. I suppose you came right out and asked
him about his family?’
‘Nothing of the sort.
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