Magnus Susman had just finished his breakfast when Jabez Gegg brought back the tray, containing all that had been provided for Edith untouched. That he was scared was manifested in his face. He had long been at variance with his master, and he dreaded the outcome of Edith's escape. She had been left solely in his charge; no one else, not even Magnus Susman himself, ever saw her. On him, then, the blame would rest. His face was pale; his eyes had a hunted look in them, and he trembled with agitation.
He put the tray down and coughed.
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