She felt she must fly before it and could no longer do so. Wood was unable to discover the figure of the widow, but he recognised her dry, hacking cough, and was about to call her down, if she could not find the key, as he imagined must be the case, when a loud noise was heard, as though a chest, or some weighty substance, had fallen upon the floor. Death belongs to God, young man. Raymond Plote would only be missed by his mother. She brought the cups of cocoa back to the bedroom. Perhaps the boys had already faced off and he had missed it, he thought sourly. By various twistings and turnings, during all which time his pursuers, who were greatly increased in numbers, kept him in view, he reached Gray's-Inn-lane. She succumbed to cancer of the breast at age forty-three, it was slow and wasting. She could have dined alone in her room; but courage had demanded that she face the ordeal and have done with it. " "What's that?" asked Wood with some curiosity.
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