The chapel was situated in the old ballroom, and from there, down a few stairs, the vestry had taken the place of the pantry next to the kitchens. “Some afternoon. Hastily ascending these steps, Jack found the door, as he anticipated, locked. A distant suggestion of chalets and a glimpse of the road set them talking for a time of the world they had left behind. Aided by an individual, who was acquainted with a secret outlet from the tenement, Darrell escaped. “She has nothing to be afraid of,” he continued. “May I sit beside you?” “It’s a very difficult one,” said her aunt. But from the rest—you saved me. Understand me. He fancied that the whole fabric of the bridge was cracking over head,—that the arch was tumbling upon him,—that the torrent was swelling around him, whirling him off, and about to bury him in the deafening abyss. She’d have thrown this thing if you hadn’t stopped her.
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