She could hear the raucous laughter and bad
music below. Every moment. The drawers at the moment were too busy to attend to her, and she
would have seized the opportunity of examining, unperceived, the assemblage
within, through a little curtained window that overlooked the adjoining chamber,
if an impediment had not existed in the shape of Baptist Kettleby, whose portly
person entirely obscured the view. The sergeant had not
seen it for he understood nothing of what she told him. "
"Make your choice," said Jonathan. Offer to return
it to each in private. You were
only one room removed from the library, see. To get behind that impenetrable curtain, to learn why she hated her
island. Families had seen their lands seized, their
chateaux ransacked or burned, and those unlucky enough to have failed to
anticipate disaster, had been murdered or dragged away to gaol.
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