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CHAPTER XIII.
THE MIDNIGHT TERROR.
"In the cold, moist earth they laid her, when the forest cast the leaf,
And they wept that one so beautiful should have a life so brief."
Nearly a week subsequent to the
conversation between Justice Corwin
and his sister, which has been
given in a previous chapter, Colonel
William Browne, who had found himself
strangely vexed and hampered in every
way in his business, owing to the excitement
of the times, and the intense, all-absorbing
interest taken by all classes of the community
in the pending witch-trials, informed
his wife at "supper-time," as it was then
commonly designated, that he should probably
be out late, as it was his intention to
pass the evening at his father's house, where
they were to be busy in adjusting certain
