Ellen shook her head.
"Then, take courage, Miss—and I think I can promise—but we shall see."
The servant then hastily extinguished the lights and left the room.
She hurried up to her own chamber, took from her box a purse containing forty sovereigns—all her little savings, put on her bonnet and shawl, concealed her face with a thick black veil, and then stole carefully down stairs.
All was quiet; and she left the house by the back door.
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In three quarters of an hour two persons advanced together up the garden at the back of the house.
One was a woman; and she led a man, whose eyes were blindfolded with a black handkerchief.
"Your hand trembles," said Marian—for she was the female alluded to.
"No," answered the surgeon. "But one word—ere I proceed farther."