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NIGHTMARE ABBEY.
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"Good Raven," said Scythrop, "I entreat you to leave me."
"Shall I bring your dinner here?" said Raven. "A boiled fowl and a glass of madeira are prescribed by the faculty in cases of low spirits. But you had better join the party: it is very much reduced already."
"Reduced! how?"
"The Honourable Mr. Listless is gone. He declared that, what with family quarrels in the morning, and ghosts at night, he could get neither sleep nor peace; and that the agitation was too much for his nerves: though Mr. Glowry assured him that the ghost was only poor Crow walking in his sleep, and that the shroud and bloody turban were a sheet and a red nightcap."
"Well, sir?"
