” “Served the beast right,” Ennison declared. ” “As one friend to another. “You haven’t seen him in three hundred years?” He asked. Prudence reminded him that he was a county magistrate, and parliamentary candidate for a somewhat difficult borough, where his principal supporters were dissenters of strict principles who took a zealous interest in his moral character. And then suddenly—a relief. "Go to the pump, Nab," he said, when this was done, "and fill a pail with water. “I hate you because you are the Devil! Rot in Hell!” She was shocked at her own accusation, how she had savored the words. Old Bedlam 291 IX. He saw the girl, and sprang up in bed. On regaining his breath, he began to consider whither chance had led him; and, rubbing his eyes to clear his sight, he perceived a sombre pile, with a lofty tower and broad roof, immediately in front of him. It was denied him, for as he closed his eyes—though but for an instant—the whole scene of his former visit to the place rose before him.
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