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The Black Douglas

CHAPTER XLVII
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CAESAR MARTIN'S WIFE Presently he returned and conducted them to a decent stable, where they saw their beasts bestowed and well provided with bedding and forage for the night.

Then the old cripple, more than ever bent upon his stick, but nevertheless chuckling to himself all the way, preceded them into the house.
"Ah, she is clever," he muttered; "she thinks her demon tells her everything.

But even La Meffraye will not know where I have hidden that beautiful gold." So he sniggered senilely to himself between his fits of coughing.
It was a low, wide room of strange aspect into which the old man conducted his guests.

The floor was of hard-beaten earth, but cleanly kept and firm to the feet.

The fireplace, with a hearth round it of built stone, was placed in the midst, and from the rafters depended many chains and hooks.


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