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Uncle Silas - A Tale of Bartram-Haugh by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu
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'I don't know whether he came or no,' she replied; 'but what makes you take
that in your head?'

'A chaise arrived here between two and three o'clock last night.'

'Hey! and who told you?' Milly seemed all on a sudden highly interested.

'I saw it, Milly; and some one, I fancy the doctor, came from it into the
house.'

'Fudge, lass! who'd send for the doctor? 'Twasn't he, I tell you. What was
he like?' said Milly.

'I could only see clearly that he, or _she_, was tall, and wore a cloak,' I
replied.

'Then 'twasn't him nor t'other I was thinking on, neither; and I'll be
hanged but I think it will be Cormoran,' cried Milly, with a thoughtful rap
with her knuckle on the table.

Precisely at this juncture a tapping came to the door.

'Come in,' said I.

And old L'Amour entered the room, with a courtesy.

'I came to tell Miss Quince her breakfast's ready,' said the old lady.

'Who came in the chaise, L'Amour?' demanded Milly.
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