What can have become of it?
What shall I do ?" "Do!" echoed the landlord, seizing a candle; "why, go and look for it, to be sure, Mr.Basil.

That's safe enough, you may be sure!" I followed him to the room where the performance had taken place.

It showed darkly and drearily by the light of one feeble candle.

The benches and chairs were all in disorder.

The wand lay where it had fallen from the hand of the Wizard.