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116 "Will you go at once and see if Judith Trevisa is home?"

Coppinger spoke with such vehemence, and looked so threateningly at the old man, that he staggered out of his chair, and, still holding his pipe, went to the stairs. "Bless me!" said he, "whatever am I about? I've forgot a candle. Would you oblige me with lighting one? My hand shakes, and I might light my fingers by mistake." After what seemed to Coppinger to be an intolerable length of time, Uncle Zachie stumbled down the stairs again. "I say," said Mr. Menaida, standing on the steps, "Captain—did you ever hear about Tincombe Lane?—

—It's the same with these blessed stairs. Would you mind lending me a hand? By the powers, the banister is not firm! Do you know how it goes on?—

—Thank you, sir, thank you. Now take the candle. Bah! I've broke my pipe—and then comes the moral—

In vain had Coppinger endeavored to interrupt the flow of words, and to extract from thick Zachie the information he needed, till the old gentleman was back in his chair. Then Uncle Zachie observed— "Blessy'—I said so—I said so a thousand times. No—she's not there. Tell Aunt Dunes so. Will you sit down and have a drop? The night is rough, and it will do you good—take the