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 clock strikes one, he is plunged back again into the lake of fire burning with brimstone. Nobody can inhabit the castle! Many who have been so fool-hardy to attempt it, have lost their lives; whoever ventures to look out of the window when the infernal hosts are passing by, gets a swollen face as a punishment for his curiosity: We are now used to that nocturnal sport, and do not care for those infernal spirits, but many strangers have fallen ill through fright."

"Here the landlord finished his tale, and seemed to be pleased with our astonishment; however his pleasure was soon damped when the Lieutenant broke out in a roaring laughter."

"Laugh as long as you please," said he, "stay here 'till night, if you have courage, and then we shall see if you will laugh."