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The
old
man
turned
slowly
towards
him
;
and
muttered
in
a
hollow
voice
,
‘
This
is
another
!
—
How
many
of
these
spirits
there
have
been
to
-
night
!
’
‘
No
spirit
,
master
.
No
one
but
your
old
servant
.
You
know
me
now
,
I
am
sure
?
Miss
Nell
—
where
is
she
—
where
is
she
?
’
‘
They
all
say
that
!
’
cried
the
old
man
.
‘
They
all
ask
the
same
question
.
A
spirit
!
’
‘
Where
is
she
?
’
demanded
Kit
.
‘
Oh
tell
me
but
that
,
—
but
that
,
dear
master
!
’
‘
She
is
asleep
—
yonder
—
in
there
.
’
‘
Thank
God
!
’
‘
Aye
!
Thank
God
!
’
returned
the
old
man
.
‘
I
have
prayed
to
Him
,
many
,
and
many
,
and
many
a
livelong
night
,
when
she
has
been
asleep
,
He
knows
.
Hark
!
Did
she
call
?
’
‘
I
heard
no
voice
.
’
‘
You
did
.
You
hear
her
now
.
Do
you
tell
me
that
you
don
’
t
hear
that
?
’
