Told by the death's head

PART XIV

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I THE WHITE DOVE 347

LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS

_By Charles Hope Provost_

"Stay, Constable, I want to see what you put into that fire pot--open it" _Frontispiece_

"I took my lamp, descended to the crypt" 167

"I could read in her radiant countenance how overjoyed she was to be with me again; and I was enraptured to clasp her once more in my arms" 252

"Thus I managed to propel my body slowly, painfully toward the stable earth" 296