Perhaps they are the very persons you are in search of." "They are," returned Leonard; "and you have repaid me a hundredfold for the slight service I have rendered you by the information.

We will instantly repair to the vaults.

Come along." Accompanied by the whole of the assemblage, except the smith, who skulked off in the opposite direction, he passed through the low doorway on the right of the choir, and descended to Saint Faith's.

The subterranean church was buried in profound darkness, and apparently wholly untenanted.

On reaching the charnel, they crossed it, and tried the door of the vault formerly occupied by the sexton.