" "Most likely," observed Jonathan, with a slight sneer; "the ghost of some highwayman who has just breathed his last in Newgate, no doubt. On the north stood the battlements of one of the towers of the gate. The features were indistinct, but was that not a halo of white about it? And the dark shadow below, was that a cloak, or the habit of a nun? Skirting the dancing, from which he had taken a breather—not from lack of energy, but to escape the inanities of the young ladies he had partnered—Gerald made his way to a side door in the saloon and opened it. Was she so fearful still? Roding shrugged and grimaced. He had, for the most part, been correct. 1. ” He dabbed with his paper-weight again, and spoke in an entirely indifferent tone. " "Try the cellar, Captain," said Blueskin, stamping upon a large board in the ground. By the time he had reached the summit of this hill, he had lost all trace of them; and the ardour of the chase having in some measure subsided, he began to reproach himself for his folly, in having wandered—as he conceived—so far out of his course.
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