Chapter 65 No.65

"Erichtho, then,

Breathes her dire murmurs, which enforce him bear

Her baneful secrets to the spirits of horror."-MARLOWE.

WITH a heavy step Maltravers ascended the stairs of his lonely house that night, and heavily, with a suppressed groan, did he sink upon the first chair that proffered rest.

It was intensely cold. During his long int

            
            

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