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somebody out of that window upstairs.’

They were a little knot of men, and, the window being
mentioned, went out into the road to look up at it. This occasioned
their observing that the house was still close shut, as the
housekeeper had said she had left it on the previous night, and led
to a great many suggestions: which terminated in two or three of
the boldest getting round to the back, and so entering by a
window, while the others remained outside, in impatient

They looked into all the rooms below: opening the shutters as
they went, to admit the fading light: and still finding nobody, and
everything quiet and in its place, doubted whether they should go
farther. One man, however, remarking that they had not yet been
into the garret, and that it was there he had been last seen, they
agreed to look there too, and went up softly; for the mystery and
silence made them timid.

After they had stood for an instant, on the landing, eyeing each
other, he who had proposed their carrying the search so far,
turned the handle of the door, and, pushing it open, looked
through the chink, and fell back directly.

‘It’s very odd,’ he whispered, ‘he’s hiding behind the door!

They pressed forward to see; but one among them thrusting the
others aside with a loud exclamation, drew a clasp-knife from his
pocket, and dashing into the room, cut down the body.

He had torn a rope from one of the old trunks, and hung
himself on an iron hook immediately below the trap-door in the
ceiling--in the very place to which the eyes of his son, a lonely,
desolate, little creature, had so often been directed in childish

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