These thoughts, however, came to a broken end. The rainstorm, short-lived, began to subside. All the turnkeys were assembled. They had much to talk about, or rather Miss Prudence had. A sense of impending disaster was upon him. Swinging her arm in an arc, she let go of the foil and it flew across the chapel towards the main door, crashing down between the pews, and clattering onto the floor. This was a much more serious task than he anticipated. CHAPTER VIII. Ascertaining that it was Sheppard of whom this concourse was in pursuit, the two horsemen leapt the hedge, and were presently close upon him. ‘Nevertheless, he will neither help me, nor will I seek his help. ‘Aye, sir.
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