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He stepped back a little way, till he thought he could see the movement
of a shadow on the wall of the apartment. Then he remembered that, in
the stable, his groping hand had rested for a moment on a ladder, and he
returned with all despatch to bring it. The ladder was very short, but
yet, by standing on the topmost round, he could bring his hands as high
as the iron bars of the window; and seizing these, he raised his body by
main force until his eyes commanded the interior of the room.
Two persons were within; the first he readily knew to be Dame Hatch; the
second, a tall and beautiful and grave young lady, in a long, embroidered
dress--could that be Joanna Sedley? his old wood-companion, Jack, whom
he
had thought to punish with a belt?
He dropped back again to the top round of the ladder in a kind of
amazement. He had never thought of his sweetheart as of so superior a
being, and he was instantly taken with a feeling of diffidence. But he
had little opportunity for thought. A low "Hist!" sounded from close by,
and he hastened to descend the ladder.
"
"
"
Who goes?" he whispered.
Greensheve," came the reply, in tones similarly guarded.
What want ye?" asked Dick.
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