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This is surely so more than mortal!'

'That is what they say,hts'-

'Peace!' said the Count, and he listened till the strain died away

'This is strange!' said he, as he turned from the , 'Close the

casements, Pierre'

Pierre obeyed, and the Count soon after dismissed him, but did not so

soon lose the re vibrated in his fancy

in tones of ed his

thoughts Ludovico, meanwhile, in his remote cha door, as the fareat distance, strike twelve 'It is ht,'

said he, and he looked suspiciously round the spacious cha, for his attention having been

engaged by the book before hi besides;

but he soon added fresh wood, not because he was cold, though the night

was storain trilass of wine, drew his chair nearer to the

crackling blaze, tried to be deaf to the wind, that howled mournfully

at the casements, endeavoured to abstract his ain took up his book It had been lent

to him by Dorothee, who had formerly picked it up in an obscure corner

of the Marquis's library, and who, having opened it and perceived

some of the marvels it related, had carefully preserved it for her own