The coachman having received his order, and being offered an extra fare if he
drove quickly, set off at full speed. “Had he better have a nurse? I will be responsible
for anything of that sort. She
had known that Remenham House would be deserted, for Martha—released, as
she had carefully explained to her charge, by her vows to God from servitude
and obedience to Nicholas Charvill, a mere mortal—had begun a
correspondence with a friend of her youth, Mrs Joan Ibstock, née Pottiswick. Opposite to her was a sallow-visaged
young man, whose small tie seemed like a smudge of obtusively shiny black
across the front of a high close-drawn collar. Disengaging his right arm, Jonathan struck his
victim a tremendous blow on the head with the bludgeon, that fractured his skull;
and, exerting all his strength, threw him over the rails, to which he clung with
the tenacity of despair.
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