“Does he live here?” he asked her presently. ‘But to do only what one wishes, it is not always convenient. He was never known to err, and was as much dreaded as the jailfever in consequence. He knew me, Nigel. Wood's dwelling,—a plain, substantial, commodious farm-house. The door was too strong, and too well secured, to break open,—the walls too thick: but the ceiling,—if he could reach it—there, he doubted not, he could make an outlet. Wagstaff.
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