Crump folk going home

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CRUMP FOLK GOING HOME
BY CONSTANCE HOLME
“Tread softly, because you tread on my dreams”
MILLS & BOON, LIMITED 49 RUPERT STREET LONDON, W.
Published 1913
TO MY FATHER AND MOTHER
CRUMP FOLK GOING HOME
The curse of the old place was upon it—sudden death.
The servants crept quietly, starting when the boards creaked, clutching each other at shadows, and looking for ancestors at every turn. Upstairs, mother and betrothed, doctor and lawyer, convoyed “Slinkin’” Lyndesay to his latter end. The butler waited at the door, a curious expression on his face, neither of sorrow nor indifference; possibly the look of one assisting at an interesting experiment.