That night they all went to bed at nine , except Carl , who was already keeping vigil on the tombstone . Una slipped in to bid him good night . Her tender heart was wrung with sympathy . `` Oh , Carl , are you much scared ? '' she whispered . `` Not a bit , '' said Carl airily . `` I wo n't sleep a wink till after twelve , '' said Una . `` If you get lonesome just look up at our window and remember that I 'm inside , awake , and thinking about you . That will be a little company , wo n't it ? '' `` I 'll be all right . Do n't you worry about me , '' said Carl . But in spite of his dauntless words Carl was a pretty lonely boy when the lights went out in the manse . He had hoped his father would be in the study as he so often was . He would not feel alone then . But that night Mr. Meredith had been summoned to the fishing village at the harbour mouth to see a dying man . He would not likely be back until after midnight . Carl must dree his weird alone . A Glen man went past carrying a lantern . The mysterious shadows caused by the lantern-light went hurtling madly over the graveyard like a dance of demons or witches . Then they passed and darkness fell again .
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