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e asks, observing the restraint felt by Lionel and Martha; but before any one could answer, midnight struck. "Twelve o'clock!" all exclaimed. "All good angels watch over thee," Lionel said impulsively to Martha, "and make thee less scornful." For a moment, Plunkett looked thoughtful, then turning to Nancy he said manfully, while everybody seemed at pause since the stroke of midnight. "Nancy, girl, you are not what I sought for--a good servant--but some way, I feel as if--as if as a wife, I should find thee a good one. I vow, I begin to love thee, for all of thy bothersome little ways." "Well, well, good-night, good-night, sirs," Nancy cried hastily and somewhat disconcerted. To tell the truth, she had begun to think kindly of Plunkett. Plunkett went thoughtfully to the outer door and carefully locked it, then turned and regarded the girls who stood silently and a little sadly, apart. "Good-night," he said: and Lionel looking tenderly at Martha murmured, "Good-night," and the two men went away to their own part of the house, leaving the girls alone. "Nancy----" Martha whispered softly, after a moment. "Madame?" "What next?--how escape?" "How can we go?" "We must----" "It is very dark and the way is strange to us," she said, sadly and fearfully. "Well, fortune has given us gentle masters, at least," Martha murmured. "Yes--kind and good----" "What if the Queen should hear of this?" "Oh, Lord!" And at that moment came a soft knocking at the window. Both girls started. "What's that?" More knocking! "Gracious heaven! I am nearly dead with fear," Martha whispered, looking stealthily about. Nancy pointed to the window. "Look----" Martha looked. "Tristram--Sir Tristram!" she whispered excitedly. "Open the window. I can't move, I am so scared. Now, he'll rave--and I can't resent it. We deserve anything he may say." Nancy opened the window, and Sir Tristram stepped in softly, upon receiving a caution from the girls. "Lady Harriet, this is most monstrous." "Oh, my soul! Don't we know it. Don't wake the farmers up, in heaven's name! Things are bad enough without making them worse." "Yes, let us fly, and make as little row about it as we can," Nancy implored. "Then come--no words. I have my carriage waiting; follow me quickly and say good-bye to this hovel." "Hovel?" Lady Harriet looked about. Suddenly she had a feeling of regret. "Hovel?" "Nay," Nancy interrupted. "To this
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