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Harper went off to the village and searched for the missing servants. He would not part with the key of the strong-room, declaring to Mary Pearson that he knew her better than she knew herself and would give her no opportunity of showing mercy to the person who had come so near to bringing about a hideous tragedy. He would be back as soon as possible, he said, and would bring with him a nurse to attend to the injured footman. There was a peculiar inflection in Harper's voice as he made this remark and Dugdale observed the delicate colour creep over Mary Pearson's face and neck.
"That is very good of you," she said. "Meanwhile, if you will excuse me, Mr Dugdale, I will run up and see how my poor servant is getting on. I hope you will make yourself at home."