"Mr. She had mentioned the address where she and her sister had lived. Her first impulse was to fly to the window; and she was about to pass through it, at the risk of sharing the fate of the unfortunate lady, when her arm was grasped by some one in the act of ascending the ladder from without. " "Bring your story to an end, Sir," said Trenchard who had listened to the recital with mingled emotions of rage and fear. He had nothing to guide him; for though the torches were blazing ruddily below, their gleam fell only on the side of the building. Mr. “But was it wise to sing to-night?” “Why not? The man was nothing to me. The signal of distress was evidently understood. I am Lucilla Froxfield, you must know.
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