She was saying good-bye to childhood and home, and her making; she was going out into the great, multitudinous world; this time there would be no returning. ” She fumbled with her keys and opened the front door. As he looked up at the massive tower, the clock tolled forth the hour of midnight. He was scarcely concealed when he heard the horsemen, who perceived they had overshot their mark, ride back. He had offered to escort the young lady to England where she might seek refuge with her relations there, and proposed that the maid Yolande might serve Miss Charvill. That’s got his nerves to rags. It would be an ice storm by midnight if it did not let up. It'll be turning over to-morrow. I never saw a man who wasn't.
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