t whenthe books had all disappeared with Hurtfew Abbey? You do not need the library at Hurtfew, gentlemen, said Childermass. It was quite deserted here and strangely quiet. His clothes were well-made and expensive-looking, but for some inexplicablereason he was carrying a heavy club. Wax candles in gold candlesticks made a blaze of light andincense burnt in two golden censers.
This comprised a housein an almost ruinous state, some barren lands and a mountain of debts andmortgages. A thought appeared to strike him. But there was only this onetwisted hawthorn. The room seemed to be full of light, although the day was every bit as greyand forbidding as it had been before.
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