ten whole ghosts."

"Grant me patience!" said Manfred; "these blockheads distract me.
Out of my sight, Diego! and thou, Jaquez, tell me in one word, art
thou sober? art thou raving? thou wast wont to have some sense:
has the other sot frightened himself and thee too? Speak; what is
it he fancies he has seen?"

"Why, my Lord," replied Jaquez, trembling, "I was going to tell
your Highness, that since the calamitous misfortune of my young
Lord, God rest his precious soul! not one of us your Highness's
faithful servants--indeed we are, my Lord, though poor men--I say,
not one of us has dared to set a foot about the castle, but two
together: so Diego and I, thinking that my young Lady might be in
the great gallery, went up there to look for her, and tell her your
Highness wanted something to impart to her."

"O blundering fools!" cried Manfred; "and in the meantime, she has
made her escape, because you were afraid of goblins!--Why, thou
knave! she left me in the gallery; I came from thence myself."

"For all that, she may be there still for aught I know," said
Jaquez; "but the devil shall have me before I seek her there again-
-poor Diego! I do not believe he will ever recover it."

"Recover what?" said Manfred; "am I never to learn what it is has
terrified these rascals?--but I lose my time; follow me, slave; I
will see if she is in the gallery."

"For Heaven's sake, my dear, good Lord," cried Jaquez, "do not go