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She was moving rather away from him, in the direction of the flight of steps which conducted towards the vaults. SHE WAS MOVING RATHER AWAY FROM HIM IN THE DIRECTION OF THE FLIGHT OF STEPS WHICH CONDUCTED TOWARDS THE VAULTS
e upon such occasions, he had kindled in the hearth of a chamber in which he was accustomed to await the arrival of such grisly guests and which communicated, by a flight of steps, with the vault below. In this chamber, Schalken and his entertainer seated themselves; and the sexton, after some fruitless attempts to engage his guest in conversation, was obliged to apply himself to his tobacco-pipe and can, to solace his solitude. In spite of his grief and cares, the fatigues of a rapid journey of nearly forty hours gradually overcame the mind and body of Godfrey Schalken, and he sank into a deep sleep, from which he awakened by someone's shaking him gently by the shoulder. He first thought that the old sexton had called him, but _he_ was no longer in the room. He roused himself, and as soon as he could clearly see what was around him, he perceived a female form, clothed in a kind of light robe of white, part of which was so disposed as to form a veil, and in her hand she carried a lamp. AS HIS CUSTOM IN WINTER TIME UPON SUCH OCCASIONS HE HAD KINDLED IN THE HEARTH OF A CHAMBER IN WHICH HE WAS ACCUSTOMED TO AWAIT THE ARRIVAL OF SUCH GRISLY GUESTS AND WHICH COMMUNICATED BY A FLIGHT OF STEPS WITH THE VAULT BELOW IN THIS CHAMBER SHALKIN AND HIS ENTERTAINER SEATED THEMSELVES AND THE SEXTON AFTER SOME FRUITLESS ATTEMPTS TO ENGAGE HIS GUEST IN CONVERSATION WAS OBLIGED TO APPLY HIMSELF TO HIS TOBACCO PIPE AND CAN TO SOLACE HIS SOLITUDE IN SPITE OF HIS GRIEF AND CARES THE FATIGUES OF A RAPID JOURNEY OF NEARLY FORTY HOURS GRADUALLY OVERCAME THE MIND AND BODY OF GODFREY SHALKIN AND HE SANK INTO A DEEP SLEEP FROM WHICH HE AWAKENED BY SOME WIND SHAKING HIM GENTLY BY THE SHOULDER HE FIRST THOUGHT THAT THE OLD SEXTON HAD CALLED HIM BUT HE WAS NO LONGER IN THE ROOM HE ROUSED HIMSELF AND AS SOON AS HE COULD CLEARLY SEE WHAT WAS AROUND HIM HE RECEIVED A FEMALE FORM CLOTHED IN A KIND OF LIGHT ROBE OF WHITE PART OF WHICH WAS SO DISPOSED AS TO FORM A VEIL AND IN HER HAND SHE CARRIED A LAMP
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