Still silence everywhere. She would look up, shake her head, and then go back to her reading or crewelwork. There were neither texts nor rubbish on the walls, but only a stirring version of Belshazzar’s feast, a steel engraving in the early Victorian manner that had some satisfactory blacks. He, therefore, desires to interrogate him.
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