Everything proclaimed the mischievous propensities of the recent occupants of the chamber. Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes bright. ‘If you are not going to visit Charvill today, I’ll escort you back to the convent in Golden Square. ’ ‘I was called in, ma’am, to catch a French spy—at least, that is what Pottiswick thought. Bulging out more in the middle than at the two extremities, it resembled an enormous cask set on its end, —a sort of Heidelberg tun on a large scale,—and this resemblance was increased by the small circular aperture—it hardly deserved to be called a door—pierced, like the bung-hole of a barrell, through the side of the structure, at some distance from the ground, and approached by a flight of wooden steps. Anna felt that her words had become charged with a fuller and more subtle meaning than any which she had intended to impart. There was nothing left now of the selfassured, prosperous man of affairs.
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