" "I'll ring for one," replied Kneebone, rising accordingly; "but I fear my servants are gone to bed. "Fold it … under the pillow. The postilion obeyed, and dashed off as hard as his horses could gallop along the beautiful road leading to Neasdon and Willesden, just as the serving-men made their appearance. The procession had just got into line of march, when a dreadful groan, mixed with yells, hootings, and execrations, was heard. “You can’t imagine,” he said, “what a beastly thing a furtive love affair can be. Just as the attendants were preparing to lower the corpse into the earth, Jack fell on his knees beside the coffin, uttering the wildest exclamations of grief, reproaching himself with the murder of his mother, and invoking the vengeance of Heaven on his own head. Good night. Curiously enough nothing will persuade him that she is not ‘Alcide.
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