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’ ‘Secret passage, is it?’ The sergeant seemed to brighten at this. A smile flickered upon her lips as she glanced towards Brendon, who was very serious indeed. With this view, he hurried to the spot where he had left the post-chaise, and found it drawn up at the road-side, the postilion dismounted, and in charge of a couple of farming-men. “I am sure of it. You were accused of having been seen with the latter. He then made off. She stared down at them from a high window, peering down at their moonlit faces in the bed heavy with furs, the same bed where she had given birth to Gianfrancesco’s dead son. She did not want to seem to shrink from conversation, but all sorts of odd questions were running through her mind. He swore that I was his wife, that chance had given me to him at last.
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