The nurse reported that something was going wrong; but, as to its
exact nature, she was in the dark. It certainly didn't look right
for Mrs. Allen to be receiving daily the visits of an elegant
looking stranger, and her husband away. There was only one opinion
on this head.
And so it went on from day to day for nearly a week--Colonel
Willoughby, as he had called himself, spending the greater part of
every morning with Mrs. Allen, and hiding himself from curious eyes,
during the afternoons, in his room at the "White Swan." Then came
the denouement to this exciting little drama.
One day the stranger, after dining, asked Mr. Adams for his bill,
which he paid in British gold. He then gave directions to have a
small trunk, the only baggage he had with him, sent to the house of
Captain Allen.
The landlord raised his eyebrows, of course; looked very much
surprised, and even ventured a curious question. But the stranger
repelled all inquisition touching his movements. And so he left the
"White Swan," after sojourning there for nearly a week, and the
landlord never saw him again.
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