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Updated: May 12, 2025
The "Cowroast," a "public" mostly frequented by the miners who inhabited the northern end of the village, was evidently doing trade. The Rector did not look up as he passed it; but in general he turned an indulgent eye upon it.
Several persons turned to look at her in the village street, but she took no notice of any one till, just as she was nearing the Cowroast, she saw groups round the door of the little inn, and a stream of men coming out. Among them she perceived the Rector. He no sooner saw her than with an evident start he altered his course and came up to her. "Where have you been, Hester?"
Why are those people coming out of the Cowroast?" "There's been an inquest there." "On that old woman who was once a servant of ours?" The Rector looked up quickly. "Who told you anything about her?" "Oh, Sarah heard from Tibbald trust him for gossip! Was she off her head?" "She died of disease of the brain. They found her dead in her bed." "Well, why shouldn't she? An excellent way to die!
As though the maid's movement downstairs had been immediately perceived by a listening ear overhead, there was a quick sound of footsteps. Miss Puttenham ran downstairs, took the letters and the newspaper from the hands of the girl, and closed the door behind her. She opened the paper with eagerness, and read the account it gave of the Coroner's inquiry held at the Cowroast a week before.
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