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Warlock o’ Glenwarlock

CHAPTER IX
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If his boy might but reach the spirit-land unsoiled and noble, his prayers were ended.
In such experiences, the laird learned to understand how the catholics come to pray to their saints, and the Chinese to their parents and ancestors; for he frequently found himself, more especially as drowsiness began to steal upon his praying soul, seeming to hold council with his wife concerning their boy, and asking her help towards such strength for him as human beings may minister to each other.
But Cosmo went up to bed without a suspicion that the air around him was full of such holy messengers heavenward for his sake.

He imagined none anxious about him--either with the anxiety of grandmother or of servant-friend or of great-hearted father.
As he passed the door of the spare room, immediately above which was his own, his dream, preceded by a cold shiver, came to his memory.

But he scorned to quicken his pace, or to glance over his shoulder, as he ascended the second stair.

Without any need of a candle, in the still faint twilight which is the ghosts' day, he threw off his clothes, and was presently buried in the grave of his bed, under the sod of the blankets, lapt in the death of sleep.
The moment he woke, he jumped out of bed: a new era in his life was at hand, the thought of which had been subjacently present in his dreams, and was operative the instant he became conscious of waking life.

He hurried on his clothes without care, for this dressing was but temporary.


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