ready, the moment they left the lawn to report the place clear.
CHAPTER XIV
THAT NIGHT WEEK
DURING the whole of the week, Irene had been thinking every other
moment
of her promise to the old lady, although even now she could not feel
quite sure that she had not been dreaming. Could it really be that an
old lady lived up in the top of the house with pigeons and a
spinning-wheel, and a lamp that never went out? She was, however,
none
the less determined, on the coming Friday, to ascend the three stairs,
walk through the passages with the many doors, and try to find the
tower
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