Uncle Silas

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Excerpt: ...staring ruefully round the dim chamber, in whose corners the shadows of night were already gathering. 'Charke!-what about him?-who's Charke?' asked Milly. 'Why, you must have heard of him, ' said I. 'Not as I'm aware on, ' answered she. 'And he killed himself, did he, hanged himself, eh, or blowed his brains out?' 'He cut his throat in one of these rooms-this one, I'm sure-for your papa had the wainscoting stripped from the wall to ascertain whether there was any second door through which a murderer could have come, and you see these walls are stripped, and bear the marks of the woodwork that has been removed, ' I answered. 'Well, that was awful! I don't know how they have pluck to cut their throats, if I was doing it, I'd like best to put a pistol to my head and fire, like the young gentleman did, they say, in Deadman's Hollow. But the fellows that cut their throats, they must be awful game lads, I'm thinkin', for it's a long slice, you know.' 'Don't, don't, Milly dear. Suppose we come away, ' I said, for the evening was deepening rapidly into night. 'Hey and bury-me-wick, but here's the blood, don't you see a big black cloud all spread over the floor hereabout, don't ye see?' Milly was stooping over the spot, and tracing the outline of this, perhaps, imaginary mapping, in the air with her finger. 'No, Milly, you could not see it: the floor is too dark, and it's all in shadow. It must be fancy, and perhaps, after all, this is not the room.' pg 217 'Well-I think, I'm sure it is. Stand-just look.' 'We'll come in the morning, and if you are right we can see it better then. Come away, ' I said, growing frightened. And just as we stood up to depart, the white high-cauled cap and large sallow features of old L'Amour peeped in at the door. 'Lawk! what brings you here?' cried Milly, nearly as much startled as I at the intrusion. 'What brings you here, miss?' whistled L'Amour through her gums. 'We're looking where Charke cut...