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whan I men'it fowk's shune； an' Doory happent to tak awa' the licht
for a moment；I wud sit aye luikin' doon throuw the mirk at my
wark； though I couldna see a stime o' 't； the alison （awl） i' my
han' ready to put in the neist steek the moment the licht fell upo'
the spot whaur it was to gang。 That's hoo I wud lie whan I'm deein'；
jist waitin' for the licht； no for the dark； an' makin' an
incense…offerin' o' my patience whan I hae naething ither to offer；
naither thoucht nor glaidness nor sorrow； naething but patience
burnin' in pain。 He'll accep' that； for； my son； the maister's jist
as easy to please as he's ill to saitisfee。 Ye hae seen a mither
ower her wee lassie's sampler？ She'll praise an' praise 't； an' be
richt pleast wi' 't； but wow gien she was to be content wi' the
thing in her han'！ the lassie's man； whan she cam to hae ane； wud
hae an ill time o' 't wi' his hose an' his sarks！ But noo I hae a
fauvour to beg o' yeno for my sake but for hers： gien ye hae the
warnin'； ye'll be wi' me whan I gang？ It may be a comfort to
mysel'I dinna kennane can tell 'at hasna dee'd aforenor even
than； for deiths are sae different！doobtless Lazarus's twa deiths
war far frae alike！but it'll be a great comfort to DooryI'm
clear upo' that。 She winna fin' hersel' sae lanesome like； losin'
sicht o' her auld man； gien the freen' o' his hert be aside her whan
he gangs。〃
〃Please God； I'll be at yer comman'；〃 said Donal。
〃Noo cry upo' Doory； for I wudna see less o' her nor I may。 It may
be years 'afore I get a sicht o' her lo'in' face again！ But the same
Lord 's in her an' i' me； an' we canna far be sun'ert； hooever lang
the time 'afore we meet again。〃
Donal called Doory； and took his leave。
CHAPTER XLVII。
MORVEN HOUSE
Opposite Morven House was a building which had at one time been the
stables to it； but was now part of a brewery； a high wall shut it
off from the street； it was dinner…time with the humbler people of
the town； and there was not a soul visible； when Donal put the key
in the lock of the front door； opened it； and went in： he had timed
his entrance so； desiring to avoid idle curiosity； and bring no
gathering feet about the house。 Almost on tiptoe he entered the
lofty hall； high above the first story。 The dust lay thick on a
large marble tablebut what was that？a streak across it； brushed
sharply through the middle of the dust！ It was strange！ But he would
not wait to speculate on the agent！ The room to which the earl had
directed him was on the first floor； and he ascended to it at
onceby the great oak staircase which went up the sides of the
hall。
The house had not been dismantled； although things had at different
times been taken from it； and when Donal opened a leaf of shutter；
he saw tables and chairs and cabinets inlaid with silver and ivory。
The room looked stately； but everything was deep in dust； carpets
and curtains were thick with the deserted sepulchres of moths； and
the air somehow suggested a tomb： Donal thought of the tombs of the
kings of Egypt before ravaging conquerors broke into them； when they
were yet full of all such gorgeous furniture as great kings desired；
against the time when the souls should return to reanimate the
bodies so carefully spiced and stored to welcome them； and the great
kings would be themselves again； with the added wisdom of the dead
and judged。 Conscious of a curious timidity； feeling a kind of
awesomeness about every form in the room； he stepped softly to the
bureau； applied its key； and following carefully the directions the
earl had given him； for the lock was Italian； with more than one
quip and crank and wanton wile about it； succeeded in opening it。 He
had no difficulty in finding its secret place； nor the packet
concealed in it； but just as he laid his hands on it； he was aware
of a swift passage along the floor without； past the door of the
room； and apparently up the next stair。 There was nothing he could
distinguish as footsteps； or as the rustle of a dress； it seemed as
if he had heard but a disembodied motion！ He darted to the door；
which he had by habit closed behind him； and opened it noiselessly。
The stairs above as below were covered with thick carpet： any light
human foot might pass without a sound； only haste would murmur the
secret to the troubled air。
He turned； replaced the packet； and closed the bureau。 If there was
any one in the house； he must know it； and who could tell what might
follow！ It was the merest ghost of a sound he had heard； but he must
go after it！ Some intruder might be using the earl's house for his
own purposes！
Going softly up； he paused at the top of the second stair； and
looked around him。 An iron…clenched door stood nearly opposite the
head of it； and at the farther end of a long passage； on whose sides
were several closed doors； was one partly open。 From that direction
came the sound of a little movement； and then of low voicesone
surely that of a woman！ It flashed upon him that this must be the
trysting…place of Eppy and Forgue。 Fearing discovery before he
should have gathered his wits； he stepped quietly across the passage
to the door opposite； opened it； not without a little noise； and
went in。
It was a strange…looking chamber he had enteredthat； doubtless；
once occupied by the ogreThe Reid Etin。 Even in the bewilderment
of the moment； the tale he had just heard was so present to him that
he cast his eyes around； and noted several things to confirm the
conclusion。 But the next instant came from below what sounded like a
thundering knock at the street doora single knock； loud and
fiercepossibly a mere runaway's knock。 The start it gave Donal set
his heart shaking in his bosom。
Almost with it came a little cry； and the sound of a door pulled
open。 Then he heard a hurried； yet carefully soft step； which went
down the stair。
〃Now is my time！〃 said Donal to himself。 〃She is alone！〃
He came out； and went along the passage。 The door at the end of it
was open； and Eppy stood in it。 She saw him coming； and gazed with
widespread eyes of terror； as if it were The Reid Etin
himselfwaked； and coming to devour her。 As he came； her blue eyes
opened wider； and seemed to fix in their orbits； just as her name
was on his lips； she dropped with a sharp moan。 He caught her up；
and hurried with her down the stair。
As he reached the first floor； he heard the sound of swift ascending
steps； and the next moment was face to face with Forgue。 The youth
started back； and for a moment stood staring。 His enemy had found
him！ But rage restored to him his self…possession。
〃Put her down； you scoundrel！〃 he said。
〃She can't stand；〃 Donal answered。
〃You've killed her； you damned spy！〃
〃Then I have been more kind than you！〃
〃What are you going to do with her？〃
〃Take her home to her dying grandfather。〃
〃You've hurt her； you devil！ I know you have！〃
〃She is only frightened。 She is coming to herself。 I feel her
waking！〃
〃You shall feel me presently！〃 cried Forgue。 〃Put her down； I say。〃
Neither of them spoke loud； for dread of neighbours。
Eppy began to writhe in Donal's arms。 Forgue laid hold of her； and
Donal