‘But he must have—’ ‘Nicholas Charvill never did anything he must do,’ Mrs Sindlesham said evenly. Her husband was prouder of her every day. Another horn now resounded from the further extremity of the thoroughfare; this was answered by a third; and presently a fourth, and more remote blast, took up the note of alarm. It was also cold, and dark, for there had been no time to light the lantern. She remembered him as a dull figure, a big man with a belly that was already showing fat under his fine scarlet clothes.
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