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Chapter 21-2
"It would be a sad pleasure, sir." "I can tell you everything. Can you sometimes leave this place?" "The chateau, sir? I really don't know. I never tried." "Try, then; try hard. Try this evening, at dusk. Come to me in the old ruin there on the hill, in the court before the church. I will wait for you there; I have something very important to tell you. An old woman like you can do as she pleases." Mrs. Bread stared, wondering, with parted lips. "Is it from the count, sir?" she asked. "From the count—from his death-bed," said Newman. "I will come, then. I will be bold, for once, for HIM." She led Newman into the great drawing-room with which he had already made acquaintance, and retired to execute his commands. Newman waited a long time; at last he was on the point of ringing and rep
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