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It was now alreat clock of St

Paul's struck eight St Michael's, St Alban's, and the others took up

the sound; and the two young men paused to listen For many weeks the

sky had been clear, brilliant, and blue; but on this night dark clouds

were scudding in wild unrest across it, and the air was oppressingly

close and sultry

"Where are you going now?" said Orht?"

"No!" said Sir Nor to follow the

pest-cart "I aue-pit in Finsbury fields!"

"Nonsense, etically, "ill take you

there? You surely are not irl?"

"I shall follow it! You can come or not, just as you please"

"Oh! if you are detero with you, of course; but it is the

craziest freak I ever heard of After this, you need never laugh at me"

"I never will," said Sir Norman, moodily; "for if you love a face you

have never seen, I love one I have only looked on when dead Does it

not seeel into that horrible

plague-pit?"