Spurlock advanced, the censer swung high. "Where to, master?" asked Ben, touching his woollen cap. He led her unerringly, pushing her down the narrow stairway that had been the servants’ access to the upper floors, and thence through a small door that led into the chapel. In stature, he was short and stumpy; in person, corpulent; and in countenance, sleek, snub-nosed, and demure. "My mother is avenged. Wood will be intercepted.
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