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 he was about to repeat the pull, when a very small wicket was opened (for the inside of the gates were lined with wood) and the meagre face of an old man appeared, who demanded, in a deep, feeble voice, "Who was there?"

"A wearied and unfortunate traveller, (replied Ferdinand) who entreats rest and refreshment."

"I fear (replied the man) neither can be obtained here."

"Is not this a convent?" asked Ferdinand.

"No (answered the other) there is a convent about five miles to the right of the valley you have passed."

"What then is this place?"

"Once a castle, now a heap of ruins!"

"Yet it is inhabited it seems, and I am really so overcome with fatigue, that if you can procure me entrance, I shall be most truly thankful to rest an hour."

"I will inquire," said the man, and withdrew.