The Confessions of Harry Lorrequer — CompleteLever, Charles
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The Confessions of Harry Lorrequer — Complete
Lever, Charles
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It was in the dim twilight of a hazy morning, that the bugler of the
8th aroused the sleeping soldiers from their miserable couches, which,
wretched as they were, they, nevertheless, rose from reluctantly—so
wearied and fatigued had they been by the preceding day’s march; not
one among the number felt so indisposed to stir as the worthy
quarter-master; his peculiar avocations had demanded a more than usual
exertion on his part, and in the posture he had laid down at night, he
rested till morning, without stirring a limb. Twice the reveille had
rung through the little encampment, and twice the quarter-master had
essayed to open his eyes, but in vain; at last he made a tremendous
effort, and sat bolt upright on the floor, hoping that the sudden
effort might sufficiently arouse him; slowly his eyes opened, and the
first thing they beheld was the figure of the dead priest, with a light
cavalry helmet on his head, seated before him. Ridgeway, who was “bon
Catholique,” trembled in every joint—it might be a ghost, it might be a
warning, he knew not what to think—he imagined the lips moved, and so
overcome with terror was he at last, that he absolutely shouted like a
maniac, and never ceased till the hut was filled with officers and men,
who hearing the uproar ran to his aid—the surprise of the poor
quarter-master at the apparition, was scarcely greater than that of the
beholders—no one was able to afford any explanation of the
circumstance, though all were assured that it must have been done in
jest—the door upon which the priest had been conveyed, afforded the
clue—they had forgotten to restore it to its place—accordingly the
different billets were examined, and at last O’Flaherty was discovered
in a most commodious bed, in a large room without a door, still fast
asleep, and alone; how and when he had parted from his companions, he
never could precisely explain, though he has since confessed it was
part of his scheme to lead them astray in the village, and then retire
to the bed, which he had determined to appropriate to his sole use.
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