The Freemason's Daughter: A Novel — page 251: what you’re looking at

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244 THE FREEMASONS DAUGHTER. The shouts of the patient became terrific; and the two masons, horror-struck at the scene, hastily retreated from the cell. Great as was Mr. Keeting’s agitation, that of his companion was stell greater—a circumstance to be remarked in one usually so cool and observant, but perhaps it was the last quality which made him so. “Would you hike to see the rest of the establish- ment’? blandly demanded Mr. Crab. ‘‘ No, no,”’ said the elder of his visitors; “* we have seen quite enough for one day. My nerves have received a shock I shall not easily recover.” “T trust you are satisfied of the error into which you have fallen or been misled?” continued the hypocrite. ‘“‘ Perfectly satisfied,” said Mr. Mordaunt, shaking him warmly by the hand, “perfectly. If I had any doubts, the scene I have witnessed has entirely removed them. You must forgive our persisting in seeing our unhappy brother. I trust the visit will not wltsmately prove ingurious to him!” ‘¢T trust not,” gravely responded Mr. Crab, now perfectly satisfied that all was as right as he could desire. ‘ Will you allow me to offer you lunch ?” “No, I thank you.” “A glass of wine ?” ‘God forbi—I mean I never take wine in the morn- ing—a single glass would prove too much for me; I am so overwhelmed with business—affairs in America COniiclooecl SS (SO