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Chapter 42

           Iate,drank,andwasinvigorated;when,toaddtomygoodluck,theSacristan,tootottytodischargehisdutyofturnkeyfitly,lockedthedoorbesidethestaple,sothatitfellajar.Thelight,thefood,thewine,setmyinventiontowork.Thestapletowhichmychainswerefixed,wasmorerustedthanIorthevillainAbbothadsupposed.Evenironcouldnotremainwithoutconsuminginthedampsofthatinfernaldungeon."

           "Takebreath,nobleAthelstane,"saidRichard,"andpartakeofsomerefreshment,ereyouproceedwithatalesodreadful."

           "Partake!"quothAthelstane;"Ihavebeenpartakingfivetimesto-dayandyetamorselofthatsavouryhamwerenotaltogetherforeigntothematter;andIprayyou,fairsir,todomereasoninacupofwine."

           Theguests,thoughstillagapewithastonishment,pledgedtheirresuscitatedlandlord,whothusproceededinhisstory:—Hehadindeednowmanymoreauditorsthanthosetowhomitwascommenced,forEdith,havinggivencertainnecessaryordersforarrangingmatterswithintheCastle,hadfollowedthedead-aliveuptothestranger’sapartmentattendedbyasmanyoftheguests,maleandfemale,ascouldsqueezeintothesmallroom,whileothers,crowdingthestaircase,caughtupanerroneouseditionofthestory,andtransmitteditstillmoreinaccuratelytothosebeneath,whoagainsentitforthtothevulgarwithout,inafashiontotallyirreconcilabletotherealfact.

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