To relieve your anxiety, however, I will come forth," he added, stepping into the aisle.
"Why should an enemy deposit a garland on the abbot's tomb, since it was by mere chance that it hath met my eyes ?" "Mere chance!" cried Nicholas; "every thing is mere chance with you philosophers.

There is more than chance in it.

My mind misgives me strangely.

That terrible old Abbot Paslew is as troublesome to us in death, as he was during life to our predecessor, Richard Assheton.

Not content with making his tombstone a weapon of destruction to us, he pays the Abbey itself an occasional visit, and his appearance always betides some disaster to the family.