Sirrah, proceed: I shall say no more at present." "Do you like being here?" said Lady Trelawney, taking up the question. "Well enough," returned the stupid boy. "I hear," continued Frances, "there are some who play upon the harp in the night, and sing so, that the country people round, say they are spell-bound." "Oh musha! there be strange things heard in these here old houses: one must not always believe all one hears."
Count Gondimar and Lady Margaret, were engaged in deep discourse. "I can hardly believe it," said she. "It is most true—most terribly true," said Gondimar. "I will question the boy myself," she cried; "he is subtle with all that appearance of clownish simplicity; but we shall gather something from him. Now, Lady Trelawney, give me leave to speak, and do you lead these gentlemen and ladies into the fresh air. Lady Augusta says she longs to behold living objects and day-light. I shall soon overtake
