” “No,” cried Miss Miniver, almost vehemently. A terrible spectacle was presented to the young man's gaze:—the floor deluged with blood—the mangled and lifeless body of Mrs. It was not due to shyness: it was the inherent instinct of the Woman, a protective fear that she must retain some elements of mystery in order to hold the interest of the male. He leaned towards her, laid his hand tenderly upon hers. ’ She shuddered, throwing her hands over her face. ” She replied. Alban's to-night. ” “You will shake hands with me, please,” she begged. ” Brendon leaned over confidentially. Good night! God bless you!" Upon this, there was a great shaking of hands, with renewed apologies and protestations of friendship on both sides; after which Mr. Startled by this circumstance, he looked around, and perceived that the trap-door,—which has been mentioned as communicating with a secret staircase,—was open. He meant to take her out of this room, perhaps even out of the house. Then she went below.
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