Roanoke of Roanoke Hall: A Romance — page 211: what you’re looking at

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Roanoke of Roanoke Hall. 205 So entirely without adventure, good or ill, was the most part of my journey, that it fell upon me almost as a calamity, when in the late afternoon of the day which I hoped would bring me to my destination, my horse stum- bled and fell. Fortunately my descent, though violent and startling, was effected upon some bushes by the wayside, and I es- caped with a severe shaking, some scratches, and a strained ankle. My steed was not so lucky, and in the crossing of his legs, which occasioned the disaster, had so injured one of them that I was compelled to proceed on my way at a foot-pace for the future. As a consequence of this I did not arrive at the brow of the hill overlooking the vast quagmires, in the midst of which Connington Grange was so strangely set, until that chill period of silent darkness which betokens the coming of day. I was still hesitating as to what my best course was, when a form loomed out of the darkness by my side, and asked me in a gruff voice whether I knew the way to Connington Grange. ‘‘1t lies somewhere in that direction,” I Xa (ct comichbooks.com