Volume Three—Chapter Fourteen.
An Opportune Arrival.
“Silence, you mad woman! Do you want to bring them here? Do you want to have me dragged away like some miserable prisoner?”
“Oh, master—dear master,” sobbed the frightened woman piteously, as the hand was removed from her lips, and she sank at North’s knees and embraced them. “What does it all mean?—what does it all mean?”
“What does all what mean?”
“All that noise—that noise?” sobbed the housekeeper in a broken voice. “Have you—have you killed him?”
“Killed him?” cried North harshly. “Killed whom? There is no one here.”
“There is—there is, sir. I heard it all.”
“Hush!” cried North. “Listen. Is any one coming? Did they hear in the kitchen?”