The only occasional presence other than a skeleton crew of servants was Sebastianus, who occasionally joined Gianfrancesco in the hunt for stag, rabbit, or quail, and then went away for another fortnight. Superstition—you knock into it whichever way you turn. As I hope for mercy, I speak the truth!— let him deny it if he can. “Dinner is served, m’m,” said the efficient parlor-maid in the archway, and the worst was over. ‘I never met a rat what wandered about the place with a lantern, I didn’t,’ grumbled the old lodgekeeper aggrievedly. ” She turned a firelit face to her husband. I did what I could to comfort her but she died in terrible pain.
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