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A
sound
of
jarring
iron
was
instantly
audible
behind
the
wall
.
The
solid
hearthstone
in
front
of
the
fire
-
place
turned
slowly
at
the
feet
of
the
two
men
,
and
disclosed
a
dark
cavity
below
.
At
the
same
moment
,
the
strange
and
sickening
combination
of
odours
,
hitherto
associated
with
the
vaults
of
the
old
palace
and
with
the
bed
-
chamber
beneath
,
now
floated
up
from
the
open
recess
,
and
filled
the
room
.
The
manager
started
back
.
’
Good
God
,
Mr
.
Westwick
!
’
he
exclaimed
,
’
what
does
this
mean
?
’
Remembering
,
not
only
what
his
brother
Francis
had
felt
in
the
room
beneath
,
but
what
the
experience
of
Agnes
had
been
on
the
previous
night
,
Henry
was
determined
to
be
on
his
guard
.
’
I
am
as
much
surprised
as
you
are
,
’
was
his
only
reply
.
’
Wait
for
me
one
moment
,
sir
,
’
said
the
manager
.
’
I
must
stop
the
ladies
and
gentlemen
outside
from
coming
in
.
’
He
hurried
away
—
not
forgetting
to
close
the
door
after
him
.
Henry
opened
the
window
,
and
waited
there
breathing
the
purer
air
.
Vague
apprehensions
of
the
next
discovery
to
come
,
filled
his
mind
for
the
first
time
.
He
was
doubly
resolved
,
now
,
not
to
stir
a
step
in
the
investigation
without
a
witness
.
The
manager
returned
with
a
wax
taper
in
his
hand
,
which
he
lighted
as
soon
as
he
entered
the
room
.
’
We
need
fear
no
interruption
now
,
’
he
said
.
’
Be
so
kind
,
Mr
.
Westwick
,
as
to
hold
the
light
.
It
is
my
business
to
find
out
what
this
extraordinary
discovery
means
.
’
Henry
held
the
taper
.
Looking
into
the
cavity
,
by
the
dim
and
flickering
light
,
they
both
detected
a
dark
object
at
the
bottom
of
it
.
’
I
think
I
can
reach
the
thing
,
’
the
manager
remarked
,
’
if
I
lie
down
,
and
put
my
hand
into
the
hole
.
’
He
knelt
on
the
floor
—
and
hesitated
.
’
Might
I
ask
you
,
sir
,
to
give
me
my
gloves
?
’
he
said
.
’
They
are
in
my
hat
,
on
the
chair
behind
you
.
’
Henry
gave
him
the
gloves
.
’
I
don
’
t
know
what
I
may
be
going
to
take
hold
of
,
’
the
manager
explained
,
smiling
rather
uneasily
as
he
put
on
his
right
glove
.
