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I can hear the bells ringing in the distance as I write.... Now they cease, and at this very moment the clergyman, “snowy-banded, delicate-handed,” is ascending the pulpit stairs, amid the reverent hush of his congregation.
I can hear the bells ringing in the distance as I write.... Now they cease, and at this very moment the clergyman, “snowy-banded, delicate-handed,” is ascending the pulpit stair...
2. CHAPTER XXIX. HUSH-MONEY.|Mrs. Haldane had not exaggerated when, in her cross-examination of the vicar, she had described his intimate friendship to Miss Dove as the common talk of the parish. There bea...
3. CHAPTER XXX. “AND LO! WITHIN HER, SOMETHING LEAPT!|Santley and Edith walked along for some time without a word. At last, after looking round nervously to see that they were not observed or followed, the clergyman broke the sile...
4. CHAPTER XXXI. A LAST APPEAL.|The night had passed away, and the chilly light of dawn creeping into Edith’s; room, found her quietly sleeping. During that night, when the full horror of her situation had fl...
5. CHAPTER XXXII. “FLIEH’! AUF’! HINAUS! IN’S WEITE LAND!|For several days after that meeting, it seemed to Mrs. Russell that Edith was sickening for a fever. Edith herself was afraid that the terrible trial through which she had pass...
6. CHAPTER XXXIII. THE NOTE-BOOK AGAIN._December 15_.--The first snow fell yesterday. As I write, the air is still darkened with the falling flakes. From here to the village is spread a soft white carpet, ankle-deep....
7. CHAPTER XXXIV. BAITING A MOUSE-TRAP (FROM THE NOTEBOOK).Yesterday, after that little scene, I carried my swooning-wife up to her room, placed her on the bed, and sent her maid to attend to her. Then I walked off to my den, to have my...
8. CHAPTER XXXV. THE ASSIGNATION.|On the morning after Christmas Day, 18--, the Rev. Charles Santley, vicar of Omberley, rose early from that sweet slumber which only the righteous enjoy, and from those nightly...
9. CHAPTER XXXVI. A FUNERAL PEAL.Heard from just underneath, the sound was hideous; for the bell was rusty and old, and jangled with dull vibrations long after each peal had ceased. The minister looked and list...
10. CHAPTER XXXVII. THE DEATH-BED.|Haldane, like Baptisto, was clad funereally. A long black travelling cloak was wrapped around him, and a Spanish sombrero, also black, was drawn over his forehead. He was ghast...
11. CHAPTER XXXVIII. TORTURE AND CONFESSION.|For some minutes he remained kneeling, his strong frame shaken by deep sobs, his lips murmuring some incoherent prayer. Then he felt a touch upon the shoulder. He looked up, sh...
12. CHAPTER XXXIX. GETHSEMANE.|By this time darkness had fallen, though it was still early in the afternoon. There was a high wind, moaning around among the leafless trees; and, from time to time, flakes of...
13. CHAPTER XL. THREE LETTERS.|They carried him into the house and laid him on a bed; then, seeing him still speechless, and to all appearance senseless, Miss Santley sent for Dr. Spruce, who lived close by....