But I waited in vain. Sheppard, clasping him with a hand that burnt with fever, "I have been ill—dreadfully ill—I believe delirious—I thought I should have died last night—I won't tell you what agony you have caused me—I won't reproach you. He must be more or less of an age with this man. I've my own reasons for disliking this job. "Can't you take me with you?" urged the voice; "I'll make it well worth your while. Do you know how late it is?” She nodded. He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica. ‘Don’t be so absurd. ’ ‘How was it then that Nicholas Charvill was known to have gone to France. . Perhaps the sunken cheeks and the protruding cheekbones gave her this impression. The aspect of the place, so far as he could discern through the gloom, was strange to him; but chancing to raise his eyes above the level of the surrounding habitations, he beheld, relieved against the sombre sky, the tall steeple of Saint Giles's church, the precursor of the present structure, which was not erected till some fifteen years later.
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