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'Air it, Mrs Chiddock, all today, and move my bed-furniture in in the afternoon. Put the Bishop of Kilmore in my old room. 'Pray, Sir Richard, said a new voice, breaking in on this speech, 'might I have the favour of a moment's interview? Sir Richard turned round and saw a man in black in the doorway, who bowed. 'I must ask your indulgence for this intrusion, Sir Richard.
'You are mighty obliging, Mr Crome, and, if you will be so good as to follow me to the parlour, and drink a glass of wine, we will take a first look at these same papers together. And you, Mrs Chiddock, as I said, be about airing this chamber.... Yes, it is here my grandfather died.... Yes, the tree, perhaps, does make the place a little dampish.... No; I do not wish to listen to any more.
'Well, put me in there, for there I'll lie tonight, said her master. 'Which way is it? Here, to be sure'; and he hurried off. 'Oh, Sir Richard, but no one has slept there these forty years. The air has hardly been changed since Sir Matthew died there. Thus she spoke, and rustled after him. 'Come, open the door, Mrs Chiddock. I'll see the chamber, at least.
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