occasionallyalsoturningafascinatedeyetowardsthedimlygleamingmirror—IbegantorecallwhatIhadheardofdeadmen，troubledintheirgravesbytheviolationoftheirlastwishes，revisitingtheearthtopunishtheperjuredandavengetheoppressed;andIthoughtMr。Reed\'sspirit，harassedbythewrongsofhissister\'schild，mightquititsabode—whetherinthechurchvaultorintheunknownworldofthedeparted—andrisebeforemeinthischamber。Iwipedmytearsandhushedmysobs，fearfullestanysignofviolentgriefmightwakenapreternaturalvoicetocomfortme，orelicitfromthegloomsomehaloedface，bendingovermewithstrangepity。Thisidea，consolatoryintheory，Ifeltwouldbeterribleifrealised:withallmymightIendeavouredtostifleit—
Iendeavouredtobefirm。Shakingmyhairfrommyeyes，Iliftedmyheadandtriedtolookboldlyroundthedarkroom;atthismomentalightgleamedonthewall。Wasit，Iaskedmyself，arayfromthemoonpenetratingsomeapertureintheblind？No;moonlightwasstill，andthisstirred;whileIgazed，itglideduptotheceilingandquiveredovermyhead。Icannowconjecturereadilythatthisstreakoflightwas，inalllikelihood，agleamfromalanterncarriedbysomeoneacrossthelawn:butthen，preparedasmymindwasforhorror，shakenasmynerveswerebyagitation，Ithoughttheswiftdartingbeamwasaheraldofsomecomingvisionfromanotherworld。
Myheartbeatthick，myheadgrewhot;asoundfilledmyears，whichI
deemedtherushingofwings;somethingseemednearme;Iwasoppressed，suffocated:endurancebrokedown;Irushedtothedoorandshookthelockindesperateeffort。Stepscamerunningalongtheouterpassage;thekeyturned，BessieandAbbotentered。
\'MissEyre，areyouill？\'saidBessie。