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“THE CHATEAU into which my valet had ventured to make forcible

entrance, rather than permit me, in my desperately wounded

condition, to pass a night in the open air, was one of those piles

of commingled gloom and grandeur which have so long frowned among

the Appennines, not less in fact than in the fancy of Mrs.

Radcliffe. To all appearance it had been temporarily and very lately

abandoned. We established ourselves in one of the smallest and least

sumptuously furnished apartments. It lay in a remote turret of the

building. Its decorations were rich, yet tattered and antique…”