Come with me." "Not for the world!" rejoined Chowles, shuddering, "and I would recommend you to stay where you are.

You may behold your dead husband among them." "Do you think so ?" rejoined Judith, halting.
"I am sure of it," cried Chowles, eagerly.

"Stay where you are--stay where you are." As he spoke, there was another peal of infernal laughter, and the strains of music grew louder each moment.
"Come what may, I will see what it is," said Judith, emptying her glass, as if seeking courage from the draught.

"Surely," she added, in a taunting tone, "you will come with me." "I am afraid of nothing earthly," rejoined Chowles--"but I do not like to face beings of another world." "Then I will go alone," rejoined Judith.
"Nay, that shall never be," replied Chowles, tottering after her.
As they opened the door and crossed the charnel, such an extraordinary combination of sounds burst upon their ears that they again paused, and looked anxiously at each other.

Chowles laid his hand on his companion's arm, and strove to detain her, but she would not be stayed, and he was forced to proceed.