” They returned to the crypt. Wild has made up his mind, and, when that's the case, all the persuasion on earth won't turn him. ‘His granddaughter?’ ‘Yes, his son’s daughter. “It was the night you left Paris. One of your aunts died, I believe, and the other removed to London. But, Gerald, do you believe there is a secret passage indeed?’ ‘Well, we covered every inch of the house and grounds, and I swear she never left that room by way of the door. And tell Pottiswick to mend that lock we broke. He had a handsome, jolly-looking face; stood six feet two in his stockings; and measured more than a cloth-yard shaft across the shoulders—athletic proportions derived from his father the dragoon.
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