f herself in connection
with her guest, he smiled with pleasure, and as she concluded, he
exclaimed with delight:

"We are safe!--we are safe!"

CHAPTER XIX.

WHAT CAME OF A REVEREND GENTLEMAN'S VISIT TO
CAPTAIN WHARTON.

But he was interrupted by the opening of the door by the corporal of
the guard, who stated that the woman of the house desired admittance.

"Admit the woman," said Dunwoodie, sternly.

"Here is a reverend gentleman below, come to soothe the parting soul,
in place of our own divine, who is engaged with an appointment that
could not be put aside."

"Show him in," said Henry, with feverish impatience.

Dunwoodie spoke a few words with Henry in an undertone, and hastened
from the apartment, followed by Frances. The subject of their
conversation was a wish expressed by the prisoner for a clergyman of
his own persuasion.

The person who was ushered into the apartment, preceded by Caesar, and
followed by the matron, was a man beyond the middle age, or who might
rather be said to approach the down-hill of life.

In stature he was above the ordinary size of men, though his excessive
leanness might contribute in deceiving as to his height; his
countenance was sharp and unbending, and every muscle seemed set in
rigid compression. No joy or relaxation appeared ever to have dwelt on
features that frowned habitually, as if in detestation of the vices of
mankind. The brows were beetling, dark, and forbidding, giving the
promise of eyes of no less repelling expression; but the organs were
concealed beneath a pair of enormous green goggles, through which he
glared around with a fierceness that denounced the coming day of
wrath. All was fanaticism,[110] uncharitableness, and denunciation.
Long, lank hair, a mixture of gray and black, fell down his neck, and
in some degree obscured the sides of his face, and, parting on his
forehead, fell in either direction in straight and formal screens. On
the top of this ungraceful exhibition was laid, impending forward, so
as to overhang in some measure the whole fabric, a large hat of three
equal cocks. His coat was of a rusty black, and his breeches and
stockings were of the same color; his shoes without lustre, and half
concealed beneath huge plated buckles.

[Footnote 110: wild and extravagant notions.]

He stalked into the room, and giving a stiff nod with his head, took
the chair offered him by the black, in dignified silence. For several
minute