Chapter XXII
AN OLD FOOL
Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. It was Ennison who for the
rest of his visit was quiet and subdued. The day before this examination was appointed to take place—the third of the
prisoner's detention—an old man, respectably dressed, requested permission to
see him. Kneebone will excuse you. You poor man, what have you been doing to yourself?”
“Nothing except travelling all night,” he answered. He found a coach at the door,
with the blinds carefully drawn up, and ascertained from a tall, ill-looking,
though tawdrily-dressed fellow, who held his horse by the bridle, and whom he
addressed as Quilt Arnold, that the two boys were safe inside, in the custody of
Abraham Mendez, the dwarfish Jew. ‘I dare say the best plan will be for
me to bring her to see you, after all. Of course, we hope that you will support the Project
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He slid slowly down and collapsed to the stone floor, fainting dead away.
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