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NIGHTMARE ABBEY.
"How much, I say?" said Scythrop, pointing the pistol again.
"An hour, a full hour, sir," said the terrified butler.
"Put back my watch," said Scythrop.
Raven, with trembling hand, was putting back the watch, when the rattle of wheels was heard in the court, and Scythrop springing down the stairs by three steps together, was at the door in sufficient time to have handed either of the young ladies from the carriage, if she had happened to be in it: but Mr. Glowry was alone.
"I rejoice to see you," said Mr. Glowry; "I was fearful of being too late, for I waited till the last moment in the hope of accomplishing my promise: but all my endeavours have been vain, as these letters will shew."
