chapter  6
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Yoresett-in-Danesdale.

John Aglionby, going down the stairs of the warehouse, and out at the principal door, found himself in the roar of the crowded street and some ten minutes’ walk from his hotel. He paused a short time, and looked blankly around him, like one in a dream; then took his way to the hotel, where he knew that his grandniece would be waiting for him, prepared to start on their homeward journey. On proceeding to the hall of the hotel, he saw their luggage awaiting them, and on going into the coffee-room he found his niece, Judith Conisbrough, sitting on a sofa, reading the morning paper. She looked up as he came in, and rose.