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There was very little sleep for anyone during the remaining hours of darkness, and after breakfast -- an unusually dismal meal -- the guests one and all showed a desire to get away from their host.
Mr. Tait certainly was not amiable, since he had suffered so great a loss, and growled like a bear with a sore head. Not being a gentleman, he could not control his temper, and made himself so openly disagreeable, that everyone wanted to leave forthwith. But until the police had made inquiries, it was impossible for either man or woman to depart without becoming suspected.