"
"Stories lose nothing in being re-told. The illumination was
confined to the room in which Captain Allen died. I am witness to
that. But I have something more for your ears. This afternoon, as I
rode past, I saw an old-fashioned English coach, with a liveried
driver and footman, turn into the gate. From this two ladies
alighted and went into the house; when the coach was driven to the
stables. Now, what do you think of that?"
"We are to have a romance enacted in our very midst, it would seem,"
replied my wife, in her unimpassioned way. "Other eyes have seen
this also, and the strange fact is buzzing through the town. I was
only waiting until we were alone to tell you that these two ladies
whom you saw, arrived at the Allen House in their carriage near
about daylight, on the day before yesterday. But no one knows who
they are, or from whence they came. It is said that they made
themselves as completely at home as if they were in their own house;
selected the north-west chamber as their sleeping apartment; and
ordered the old servants about with an air of authority that subdued
them to obedience.
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