” She cried once they were in the great room. Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. Her eyes filled as she thought of him, the image of his laughing countenance coming into her mind, to be swiftly followed by a vision of the blood running from his cut hand. Taber did not leave all his money in the office. No sterner head was ever beheld beneath the cowl of a monk, or the bonnet of an inquisitor. The body of Sir Rowland was then laid on the large table.
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