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Thus, then, prepared for any exigency, they made the whole round of the house; but found all the fastenings secure, and everything as quiet as possible. "Suppose, now, we take a survey of the park outside the garden wall," said Mr. Marchdale. This was agreed to; but before they had proceeded far, Mr. Marchdale said,
Marchdale, "it is scarcely civil to tell Sir Francis to his face, that he resembles a vampyre." "I must, I must." "Pray, sir," interrupted Varney to Marchdale, "permit Mr. Bannerworth to speak here freely. There is nothing in the whole world I so much admire as candour." "Then you so much resemble the vampyre," added Henry, "that that I know not what to think." "Is it possible?" said Varney.
"Then they should be compared with the alleged forgeries." "I know his handwriting well," said the admiral. "The letters bear so strong a resemblance to it that they would deceive anybody." "Then you may depend," remarked Henry, "some most deep-laid and desperate plot is going on." "I begin," added Marchdale, "to dread that such must be the case.
His limbs trembled, and a profuse perspiration bedewed his brow, although the night was rather cold than otherwise. "I am very weak," he said; "and much I wonder now that I succeeded in overcoming that villain Marchdale; who, if I had not done so, would most assuredly have murdered me."
It was a quicker mode of descending to the garden to do so by clambering over the balcony than any other, and the height was not considerable enough to make it very objectionable, so Henry and Mr. Marchdale chose that way of joining Mr. Chillingworth.
"It would, indeed; and her own reason tottered on its throne, but, thank Heaven, she has recovered." "And I fervently hope that, through her life," added Marchdale, "she may never have such another trial." "We will not for a moment believe that such a thing can occur twice." "She is one among a thousand. Most young girls would never at all have recovered the fearful shock to the nerves."
"I thought of that," said Henry, "when first I saw it; but, to tell the honest truth, I dreaded to suggest any new proof connected with last night's visitation." "Then I ought not to have drawn your attention to it," said Mr. Marchdale, "and regret I have done so." "Nay, do not blame yourself on such an account," said Henry. "You are quite right, and it is I who am too foolishly sensitive.
Chillingworth will aid me, too; and I hope that not many days will elapse, Flora, before some intelligence of a most satisfactory nature shall be brought to you on Charles Holland's account." "Go, go, brother; go at once." "I go now at once." "Shall I accompany you?" said Marchdale. "No. Remain here to keep watch over Flora's safety while I am gone; I can alone do all that can be done."
Tired of shrieking, for his parched lips and clogged tongue would scarcely now permit him to utter a sound higher than a whisper. Marchdale lay, listening to the furious storm without, in the last abandonment of despair. "Oh! what a death is this," he groaned. "Here, alone all alone and starvation to creep on me by degrees, sapping life's energies one by one.
He pulled the trigger the explosion followed, and that the bullet did its office there could be no manner of doubt, for the figure gave a howling shriek, and fell headlong from the wall on the outside. "I have shot him," cried Henry, "I have shot him." "He is human!" cried Henry; "I have surely killed him." "It would seem so," said Mr. Marchdale.
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