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Chapter 42

           Cedricstartedbackasfarasthewalloftheapartmentwouldpermit,and,leaningagainstitasoneunabletosupporthimself,gazedonthefigureofhisfriendwitheyesthatseemedfixed,andamouthwhichheappearedincapableofshutting.Ivanhoecrossedhimself,repeatingprayersinSaxon,Latin,orNorman-French,astheyoccurredtohismemory,whileRichardalternatelysaid,"Benedicite",andswore,"Mortdemavie!"

           Inthemeantime,ahorriblenoisewasheardbelowstairs,somecrying,"Securethetreacherousmonks!"others,"Downwiththemintothedungeon!"others,"Pitchthemfromthehighestbattlements!"

           "InthenameofGod!"saidCedric,addressingwhatseemedthespectreofhisdepartedfriend,"ifthouartmortal,speak!ifadepartedspirit,sayforwhatcausethoudostrevisitus,orifIcandoaughtthatcansetthyspiritatrepose.Livingordead,nobleAthelstane,speaktoCedric!"

           "Iwill,"saidthespectre,verycomposedly,"whenIhavecollectedbreath,andwhenyougivemetimeAlive,saidstthou?Iamasmuchaliveashecanbewhohasfedonbreadandwaterforthreedays,whichseemthreeagesYes,breadandwater,FatherCedric!ByHeaven,andallsaintsinit,betterfoodhathnotpassedmyweasandforthreelivelongdays,andbyGod’sprovidenceitisthatIamnowheretotellit."

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