For the rest, there is little need of explanation--the dwarf and his crew have industriously circulated the rumor that it is haunted; and some of those white figures you saw with me, and who, by the way, are the daughters of these robbers, have been shown on the broken battlements, as if to put the fact beyond doubt.
"Now, Sir Norman, that is all--you have heard my whole history as far as I know it; and nothing remains but to tell you what you must see yourself, that I am mad for revenge, and must have it, and you must help me!" Her eyes were shining with the fierce red fire he had seen in them before, and the white face wore a look so deadly and diabolical that, with all its beauty, it was absolutely repulsive.

He took a step from her-for in each of those gleaming eyes sat a devil.
"You must help me!" she persisted.

"You--you, Sir Norman! For many a day I have been waiting for a chance like this, and until now I have waited in vain.

Alone, I want physical strength to kill him, and I dare not trust any one else.

No one was ever cast among us before as you have been; and now, condemned to die, you must be desperate, and desperate men will do desperate things.