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BEADSHAW THE BETRAYER. 51
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the evening , and , for awhile , to divert my attention from the subject of niht's loding . As the hours progressed , however , I could
became not my help . g thinking The truth g of was it , that and I the had late taken r it an grew almost the childish more reluctant aversion I ,
not only to my room at the Couronne , but to the situation of the inn itself , to its landlord , its frequenters , and its ancient fille de
chambre . In vain did I reason with myself ; the feeling was strong u good pon ni me g , ht and , and at eleven the rest o ' clock of the , when guests my dispersed new acquaintance , I had 7 more and bade have than me
half a mind to pass the nig ht upon a sofa at the Lion dOr , nothing whatever to say to the room which I had already engaged . But I was ashamed to confess my weakness , and so the condescending
waiter bowed me out . The moon had risen now , and the tide was coming in fast .
sh Alread ining y stream the narrow ; and some midway of the current farthest had boats expanded , which into in the a broad after- ,
fain riding noon have had buoyantl lain lingered sprawling y at out anchor for on . some the The time mud nig longer ht like was stranded , but lovel that y , whales and I feared I , would we to re
find the doors of mine inn closed against me . It was a needless a precaution more flourish . The ing ni state ght-trade than of that La of Couronn the day e seemed ; and -what to be with in even the
room singing I , could and laug find hter no , and one smoking to attend that to was me , going so quietl on y in possessed the
tap-, myself The fire of a had candle been and li stole hted up and to was my room almost . outand the chamber
looked almost as comfortless g , as ever . My first proceeding , was to there lock myself was no in bolt ; but anywhere the key : was my rusty next make and was woul to draw d not the turn comfort blinds , and ,
able pile as more circumstances wood upon would the embers allow , . and It was a myself long time as before I - then could I overcome onltook my uneasiness , boots and sufficientl cravat y off to and go to lay bed down , and in even my
y my , clothes . could A lonel not y be waterside secured inn ! — Do a what gang I of woul riotous dI revellers could not —a keep door fro that m
to thinking dwell of upon this something ; or , if I did sti succeed ll worse for . I a recalled few , moments all the , it and was dreadfu mid only l
tales I had ever reador heardof double-bedded rooms , - niht murdersand unknown , bodies , drifted out to sea . I
recola lected bed g that one smothere story , of a d bed its that occupant sank b throug y means h the of floor a descending , and another tester of .
flickering T wondered fire if li any ht bod I y shoul had d ever presentl died y see in this a pale one face , or if staring , by the at
me from between -g , the curtains of the other . In short , I was d ination to
thoroug ghosts , hl " y deadl nervous y murder , and , had spoil suffere , and vill my any imag , " till at last e 2 I run was upon fain
Beadshaw The Betrayer. 51
BEADSHAW THE BETRAYER . 51
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English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), March 1, 1858, page 51, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01031858/page/51/
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