Charles Tyrrell; or, The Bitter Blood. Volumes I and IIJames, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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Charles Tyrrell; or, The Bitter Blood. Volumes I and II
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
England -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction; Murder -- Fiction
The conservatory-door was then opened, and the governor went in: but
the place bore so much the appearance of not having been opened since
it was closed for the night, that the look of everything, the calm
tranquillity of the young lawyer, the surly frankness of the butler,
the evidence of legal business going on which the table displayed,
thoroughly convinced the governor that he had made a mistake; and he
was in the act of retiring to return to the county-town, and pursue
his search in some other direction, when Mrs. Effingham herself
appeared, and drawing herself up with an air of cold dignity, looked
first to the governor and then to Everard, as if for an explanation of
his presence. Morrison instantly interposed, not wishing to plunge
Mrs. Effingham into the quagmire of explanations, wherein the
best-compounded stories are apt to flounder, and get themselves
caught.
"This is merely a gentleman, madam, who came to me upon some
business," he said. "I will see you early to-morrow, governor, good
night, good night;" and the governor retired, without adding anything
more.
When he was gone Mrs. Effingham sunk into a chair, and pressed her
hand upon her heart, which beat violently. Morrison, however,
explained the whole to her, and told her that he believed the governor
was completely deceived.
"We must take two precautions, however," he added, "when we ourselves
set out; one is, to ascertain that the same number of persons that the
governor brought with him have repassed the lodge-gates; the other to
ensure that there is no one watching in the field at the end of the
park-stile. How long do you think it will be, ere Miss Effingham is
ready?"
"Not half an hour," replied Mrs. Effingham.
"Well, then, I will go and see myself," replied Everard. "But pray, my
dear madam, in the meantime, put her in mind that she has no time to
lose; for there is a walk of nearly six miles before her, and Tyrrell
ought to be out at sea before daybreak."
"She will be ready in less than half an hour," repeated Mrs.
Effingham; and the young lawyer proceeded to ascertain that all the
avenues were clear.
CHAPTER XIX.
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