Roanoke of Roanoke Hall: A Romance — page 64: what you’re looking at

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58 Roanoke of Roanoke Hall. years, aye drawin’ nearer —nearer—nearer, till the weird is dreed.” She drew out the words as before in linked horror, but I overcame the terror that grew up within me at her speech and manner suf- ficiently to say: ‘“*How do you know that it is no mortal horseman ?” “«Hech, sir!” she exclaimed, turning upon me fiercely. ‘‘Theer’s no a road wi’ stanes like that ane within fifteen mile o’ here. Yon’s nae horseman, mon. *Tis the clatter o’ the cansey, and it means doom, death, and ruin—drawin’ nearer—nearer—” But my shattered nerves could no longer stand the repetition of that awful, evil- omened, moaning wail, and with a cry of horror I fell senseless at her feet. Conmicbhooks.com |