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Updated: July 20, 2025
Nothing worth the telling. Be it then untold. View only the scene itself as the curtain drops reluctantly. The rustic cottage, its garden-door open, and open its old-fashioned lattice casements. You can see how neat and cleanly, how eloquent of healthful poverty, how remote from squalid penury, the whitewashed walls, the homely furniture within. All has an air of repose, of safety.
At that she started to her feet, but paused again at the door. And perhaps who knows? her housemaid was the worst of the lot, for she affected an almost incredible stupidity with regard to the instrument, and pretended not to be able either to speak through it or to understand its cacklings. She had got no further than the garden-door into her house when Withers, her parlourmaid, came out.
Trusty, I have brought Sir Timothy as I promis'd, he is at the Garden-door. Trust. The best time in the World, my Lord's out of the way. Sham. But you know our Conditions. Trust. Yes, that if he marry her, you are to have all the Money that he offers to debauch her. Sham. Right. Trust. Enter Sham, bringing in Sir Timothy. Sir Tim.
She lost no time about closing the garden-door, and slipping along the wall, so that the outline of her black garments was lost against the dark foliage of the fruit-trees, and succeeded in getting back into the kitchen a few moments before Orso entered it. "What's the matter?" she inquired. "I fancied I heard somebody opening the garden-door," said Orso. "Impossible! The dog would have barked.
The wounds bleed frightfully hence the numerous stains discovered all along his path. Reaching the foot of the staircase he is obliged to put the countess down, in order to open the garden-door. This explains the large stain in the vestibule.
Aunt Dora was not at her usual sentinel window when he crossed Grange Lane towards their garden-door; and the door itself was open, and some one from the Blue Boar was carrying in a large portmanteau. Mr Wentworth's curiosity was strangely excited by the sight.
Stay, one moment but one moment stay, O best beloved of my soul! Your retreat is secure, if you will go: the key lies at the door. But, O Madam, next Wednesday, and you are Mr. Solmes's! Fly me not so eagerly hear me but a few words. When near the garden-door, I stopped; and was the more satisfied, as I saw the key there, by which I could let myself in again at pleasure.
"The garden door's safest: I'll chance it with the garden-door," thought Mat, as he sat down in the shaving-shop chair, and ordered the barber to operate on his chin. Punctually at seven o'clock Mr. Blyth's visitors rang at his bell.
At the same time she heard him cock his gun. Luckily for her the garden-door lay in the blackest shadow, and was partly screened by a large fig-tree. She very soon gathered, from the light she saw glancing up and down in her brother's room, that he was trying to light his lamp.
But supreme above all the other truths in the world, the joyous truth that Miska was to live set Stuart's heart on fire. "Thank God!" he said fervently "oh, thank God! Miska!" At the garden-door a group of men awaited them.
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