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The driver looked at Sir Norman, then stooped down and touched

Ormiston's icy face, and listened to hear hi like a so, "then I never saw any one dead!

Good night, sir, I wish you joy when you bring hi

him to yonder apothecary's shop, and you may have this for your pains"

"This" proved to be a talisman of alacrity; for the man pocketed it, and

briskly laid hold of Ormiston by the feet, while Sir Norman wrapped his

cloak reverently about him and took him by the shoulders In this style

his body was conveyed to the apothecary's shop which they found half

full of applicants forwhoreater sensation than aof Sir Nor different fro one of the drowsy apprentices

i ere his orders

"A private room, and your master's attendance directly," was the

authoritative reply

Both were to be had; the former, a hole in the wall behind the shop; the

latter, a pallid, cadaverous-looking person, with the air of one who had

been dead a week, thought better of it and rose again There was a

long table in the aforesaid hole in the wall, bearing a strong fa-table; upon which the stark figure was laid,

and the pest-cart driver disappeared The apothecary held a mirror