’ *** Mrs Chalkney, a long-time friend of the late Mrs Alderley, had been delighted to oblige that lady’s son. Below her stretched a valley of rich meadowland, of yellow cornfields, and beyond moorland hillside glorious with purple heather and golden gorse. You see, my riddle is solved. "The warrant for his execution is arrived. They were silent for a time. I owed his father a grudge: that I settled long ago. ‘Prudence? This name I have heard it spoken. Pah!’ She flounced about and, crossing to the bed, plonked down on it, pointedly averting her face and resting the large pistol in her lap. Certainly he could not move now other than to announce the fact that he had found his man. ‘Unless he is himself a man of substance.
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