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But when the family met at breakfast in the morning, Teufelsbürst, who had been already out of doors, reported that he had found the marks of strange feet in the snow, all about the house and through the garden at the back; stating, as his belief, that the tracks must be continued over the roofs, for there was no passage otherwise. BUT WHEN THE FAMILY MET AT BREAKFAST IN THE MORNING TEUFELSBUERST WHO HAD BEEN ALREADY OUT OF DOORS REPORTED THAT HE HAD FOUND THE MARKS OF STRANGE FEET IN THE SNOW ALL ABOUT THE HOUSE AND THROUGH THE GARDEN AT THE BACK STATING AS HIS BELIEF THAT THE TRACKS MUST BE CONTINUED OVER THE ROOFS FOR THERE WAS NO PASSAGE OTHERWISE
ty day, for it was now winter, a terrible storm of wind and snow came on. The tempest howled frightfully about the house of the painter, and Wolkenlicht found some solace in listening to the uproar, for his troubled thoughts would not allow him to sleep. It raged on all the next three days, till about noon on the fourth day, when it suddenly fell, and all was calm. The following night, Wolkenlicht, lying awake, heard unaccountable noises in the next house, as of things thrown about, of kicking and fighting horses, and of opening and shutting gates. Flinging wide his lattice and looking out, the noise of howling dogs came to him from every quarter of the town. The moon was bright and the air was still. In a little while he heard the sounds of a horse going at full gallop round the house, so that it shook as if it would fall; and flashes of light shone into his room. How much of this may have been owing to the effect of the drugs on poor Lottchen’s brain, I leave my readers to determine. DNIGHT AFTER A CALM FROSTY DAY FOR IT WAS NOW WINTER A TERRIBLE STORM OF WIND AND SNOW CAME ON THE TEMPEST HOWLED FRIGHTFULLY ABOUT THE HOUSE OF THE PAINTER AND VULCANICH FOUND SOME SOLACE IN LISTENING TO THE UPROAR FOR HIS TROUBLED THOUGHTS WOULD NOT ALLOW HIM TO SLEEP IT RAGED ON ALL THE NEXT THREE DAYS TILL ABOUT NOON ON THE FOURTH DAY WHEN IT SUDDENLY FELL AND ALL WAS CALM THE FOLLOWING NIGHT WOLKENLICHT LYING AWAKE HEARD UNACCOUNTABLE NOISES IN THE NEXT HOUSE AS OF THINGS THROWN ABOUT OF KICKING AND FIGHTING HORSES AND OF OPENING AND SHUTTING GATES FLINGING WIDE HIS LATTICE AND LOOKING OUT THE NOISE OF HOWLING DOGS CAME TO HIM FROM EVERY QUARTER OF THE TOWN THE MOON WAS BRIGHT AND THE AIR WAS STILL IN A LITTLE WHILE HE HEARD THE SOUNDS OF A HORSE GOING AT FULL GALLOP ROUND THE HOUSE SO THAT IT SHOOK AS IF IT WOULD FALL AND THE FLASHES OF LIGHT SHONE INTO HIS ROOM HOW MUCH OF THIS MAY HAVE BEEN OWING TO THE EFFECT OF THE DRUGS ON POOR LUTCHEN'S BRAIN I LEAVE MY READERS TO DETERMINE
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