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violently Yet the cold, white face was convulsed, as if he had died in

throes of agony, the hands were clenched, till the nails sank into the

flesh; and that was the only outward sign or token that he had suffered

in expiring

Sir Norman was completely at a lose, and half beside his of sorrow, astonish events of the night had turned

his head into a ht, but he still had

co must be done about this

immediately He knew the best place to take Ormiston was to the nearest

apothecary's shop, which establish night, by the sick and their friends As he was

whether or not to call the surly watchman to help hi, and the driver-seeing

a young uessed at once as the

leisurely up, and glancing at the

lifeless form with a very professional eye "Well, I think there is room

for another one in the cart; so bear a hand, friend, and let us have him

out of this"

"You are mistaken!" said Sir Norue I am not even certain whether he is dead at all"