Stanley had never thought out. What would happen when next morning she returned to Morningside Park? He couldn’t turn her out of doors. The expression was wholly different. "I was just going," said Thames. A crisis had been reached, and she was almost glad it had been reached. 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. The gentlemen are so particular now, and a good thing too, I say. I might add that in any case I should not touch Sir John’s.
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