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It was in this place, and at this ht it a strange thing then, and I thought it a

stranger thing long afterwards I turned ht--towards a great wooden beaht hand, and I saw a figure

hanging there by the neck A figure all in yellohite, with but

one shoe to the feet; and it hung so, that I could see that the faded

tris of the dress were like earthy paper, and that the face was

Miss Havisha over the whole countenance as if

she were trying to call to ure,

and in the terror of being certain that it had not been there a moment

before, I at first ran froreatest of all when I found no figure there

Nothing less than the frosty light of the cheerful sky, the sight of

people passing beyond the bars of the court-yard gate, and the reviving

influence of the rest of the bread and ht

ht not have come towith the keys, to let