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"He hears me not! he's gone!" she added, as the door was opened and shut with violence; "something tells me I shall never see him again!" When her father, a moment afterwards, issued from the parlour to ascertain the cause of the noise, he found her seated on the stairs, in an agony of grief. In a fit of despondency, superinduced by drunkenness, he made away with himself; and when the body was discovered, after a lapse of some months, such was the impression produced by the spectacle —such the alarm occasioned by the crazy state of the building, and, above all, by the terror inspired by strange and unearthly noises heard during the night, which were, of course, attributed to the spirit of the suicide, that the place speedily enjoyed the reputation of being haunted, and was, consequently, entirely abandoned. Give me your hand. ’ The sharp eyes twinkled. . ‘I see well that I am dealing with you. “I don’t want you to do it, to go on talking to me. He was interesting and inconclusive, and the original papers to which he referred her discursive were at best only suggestive. Pity he's ta'en to bad ways so airly. “It was very tiring. ” She laughed. It is extraordinary. But this was not a season in which to be needlessly scrupulous.

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