Roanoke of Roanoke Hall: A Romance — page 42: what you’re looking at

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36 Roanoke of Roanoke Halt course of my life began to be ruffled by the storm that was not destined to abate for ten long years. On the morning of July the first of that year my grandmother, who had long been ailing, sent for me into the great hall where she was sitting, though grievously sick, and well assured that her end was near. I am enabled to fix this date with so much pre- cision because I had been down to the village that morning when a man spurred through, waving his cap above his head and shouting as he rode, ‘‘ The Bishops are acquitted! the Bishops are acquitted |” at which there was much cheering and rejoicing among the peo- ple. But this is beside the question. When I came into the room I was much astounded to find that my uncle Edgar, who had not come anigh us for many a month, was got there before me. From him then did she in my presence demand that he should of his sufficiency make provision for me, his brother’s son. He made answer that he would not, and spoke things of me hard to be borne, touching my misfortune and my grandfather’s sin. comichbooks.com