At the words they rushed out with one accord, and the women stole after them with trembling steps and blanched lips.
"If ever I saw such behaviour in all my existence!" irascibly spoke the countess-dowager, who was left alone in her glory.

"The death-wail, indeed! The woman's a fool.

I'll get those Irishmen transported, if I can." In the hall the servants were gathered, cowering almost as the ladies did.

Their master had flown down the hall-steps, and the labourers were coming steadily up to it, bearing something in procession.

Dr.Ashton came back as quickly as he had gone out, extending his arms before him.
"Ladies, I pray you go in," he urged, in strange agitation.