Two or three of these incidents, all sanguinary, and one of them fatal in its termination, had happened since Deans came to live at St.Leonard's.

His daughter's recollections, therefore, were of blood and horror as she pursued the small scarce-tracked solitary path, every step of which conveyed het to a greater distance from help, and deeper into the ominous seclusion of these unhallowed precincts.
As the moon began to peer forth on the scene with a doubtful, flitting, and solemn light, Jeanie's apprehensions took another turn, too peculiar to her rank and country to remain unnoticed.

But to trace its origin will require another chapter..