He kissed her again. He had dungarees on and a blue work shirt. A disagreeable young man, with red hair and a loose mouth, seated at the reporter’s table, was only too manifestly sketching her. Too intent on her search, and convinced besides that she was quite alone, she had been an easy prey. Beethoven; he’s the best of them. “How old are you?\" He looked at her engagingly. What was the alternative to going home? No alternative appeared in that darkness. ‘Been led up the garden path by that confounded rapscallion. This I know, for the Valades have taught me so, and the nuns also. She resolved to go into the City to Ramage and ask for his advice. She cleaned everything, wiped every surface, mopped and scrubbed every last drop of blood. In a fit of despondency, superinduced by drunkenness, he made away with himself; and when the body was discovered, after a lapse of some months, such was the impression produced by the spectacle —such the alarm occasioned by the crazy state of the building, and, above all, by the terror inspired by strange and unearthly noises heard during the night, which were, of course, attributed to the spirit of the suicide, that the place speedily enjoyed the reputation of being haunted, and was, consequently, entirely abandoned.
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