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The Mysterious Mr Home
"So you've brought the devil to my house, have you?" ...

The Restraining Hand
"About twenty years ago," writes Mrs. Elliot, "I receiv...

Veile returned to her home, as she had escaped, unnotic...

The Red Lamp
Mr. Cooper says: "A fortnight before the death of the ...

The Leaden Ring
"It is not possible, Julia. I cannot conceive how the...

The Credulous Bishop
A few years since, a memorable conference took place ...

[2] Since the publication of the first edition "Hasting...

Riding Home From Mess
In 1854, General Barter, C.B., was a subaltern in the 7...

An Episode Of Cathedral History
There was once a learned gentleman who was deputed to...

Hands All Round
Nothing was more common, in the seances of Home, the "M...

The Ducks' Eggs

A little girl of the author's family kept ducks and was anxious to
sell the eggs to her mother. But the eggs could not be found by eager
search. On going to bed she said, "Perhaps I shall dream of them".
Next morning she exclaimed, "I _did_ dream of them, they are in a
place between grey rock, broom, and mallow; that must be 'The Poney's
Field'!" And there the eggs were found. {11b}

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