Then she put more coal on, piled it over the ashes, and stood once more upright. ‘But what in the world was she doing at Remenham House?’ ‘Your quickness is astounding, Lucy,’ Gerald told her admiringly. Suddenly, such a shout as has seldom smitten human ears rent the air. Her aunt leaped unhappily to the thought of penitence. The windows were grated, the doors barred; each room had the name as well as the appearance of a cell; and the very porter who stood at the gate, habited like a jailer, with his huge bunch of keys at his girdle, his forbidding countenance and surly demeanour seemed to be borrowed from Newgate. I sha'n't cry any more.
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