Roanoke of Roanoke Hall: A Romance — page 95: what you’re looking at

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Roanoke of Roanoke Hall. 89 fathomless perdition of burning fire, I could not have run more swiftly or more lightly round that house, still fancying I heard his following feet behind. But at the south-west corner I stopped with new-born dread. He also was making for the postern, and it was almost impossible for me to reach it before he came in sight. My only course was to remain where I was until he had gone in, and then, after a reasonable delay, follow and hope to avoid meeting him inside. I waited, and waited, while the light waxed, and still he did not appear. I knew that he could not have got to the door before I reached the corner. What, then, had be- come of him? At length I dared linger no longer. I had now no hope of escaping in the darkness. In throbbing trepidation I slunk along the wall, under the cold, gray sky, until I reached the postern, and then feeling safe once more I halted and listened. Nota sound could I hear. In my new-found security my inquisi- tiveness revived, Where had he gone? Summoning up all my resolution, I strolled to the corner with as great an appearance of comichbooks.com