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After his conviction, as a last chance, he tried a disclosure of all the circumstances of the unsuspected death of the Frenchwoman. Her body was discovered buried where he indicated, in the inner court of Bartram-Haugh, and, after due legal enquiry, was interred in the churchyard of Feltram. Thus I escaped the horrors of the witness-box, or the far worse torture of a dreadful secret.
"And I take it for granted," said Sir Bale, "that Feltram will do very well; and, should anything go wrong, I can send for you unless he should die again; and in that case I think I shall take my own opinion." So he and the Doctor parted. Sir Bale, although he did not consult the Doctor on his own case, was not particularly well.
To go with this indictment ringing in his ears, would amount to a confession and flight. Mrs. Julaper consoled him with might and main. She was a sympathetic and trusting spirit, and knew poor Philip Feltram, in her simplicity, better than the shrewdest profligate on earth could have known him. She cried with him in his misery.
A gigantic trunk; and, yes, those marks; but I never before read them as letters. Yes, H.F., so they are very odd I should not have remarked them. They are so large, and so strangely drawn-out in some places, and filled-in in others, and distorted, and the moss has grown about them; I don't wonder I took them for natural cracks and chasms in the bark," said Sir Bale. "Very like," said Feltram.
"I should like five minutes in the library." The Baronet was all this time eyeing Feltram with a hard suspicious gaze, as if he expected to read in his face the shrinkings and trepidations of guilt; and then turning suddenly on his heel he led the way to his library a good long march, with a good many turnings. He walked very fast, and was not long in getting there.
Feltram slowly walked away, and that conversation ended. Now an odd thing happened about this time. There was a family of Feltram county genealogists could show how related to the vanished family of Cloostedd living at that time on their estate not far from Carlisle. Three co-heiresses now represented it. They were great beauties the belles of their county in their day.
"Three hundred pounds," repeated the Baronet, as he emptied the purse, which Feltram had just placed in his hand, upon the table; and contemplating them with grave interest, he began telling them off in little heaps of five-and-twenty each. He might have thanked Feltram, but he was thinking more of the guineas than of the grizzly donor.
At first suppressed, it betrayed itself negatively only; but with time it increased; and in the end the Baronet made little secret of his wish to get rid of him. Many and ingenious were the annoyances he contrived; and at last he told his wife plainly that he wished William Feltram to find some other abode for himself.
These people had a multitude of sheep and goats, and lived in their airy solitude a pastoral and simple life, and were childless. Philip Feltram was hardy and active, having passed his early days among that arduous scenery.
"The dead, through my lips, has spoken, and under God's thunder and lightning his words have found ye. Why so uppish wi' Philip Feltram? See how ye threaped, and yet were wrong. He's no tazzle he's no taggelt. Ask his pardon. Ye must change, or he will no taggelt. Go, in weakness, come in power: mark ye the words.
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