Part 3 At last the evening was over, and Capes and his wife had gone down to see Mr. Stanley, and paused. Unless he can arise from the bottom of the Thames, where he and his abhorred father lie buried, you will never behold him again in this world. Yes; she had heard the music the night before. ‘Your master in?’ he demanded of the astonished footman, removing his cockaded hat and handing it over. “My father’s sisters used once to live in the old manor house.
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