LVII.--In which Doctor Toole and Mr. Lowe make a visit at the Mills, and recognise something remarkable while there 235 LVIII.--In which one of little Bopeep's sheep comes home again, and various theories are entertained respecting Charles Nutter and Lieutenant Puddock 235 LIX.--Telling How a Coach Drew Up at the Elms, and Two Fine Ladies, Dressed For the Ball, Stepped in. 244 LX.--Being a Chapter of Hoops, Feathers, and Brilliants, and Bucks And Fiddlers. 249 LXI.--In Which the Ghosts of a By-gone Sin Keep Tryst. 254 LXII.--Of a Solemn Resolution Which Captain Devereux Registered Among His Household Gods, With a Libation. 257 LXIII.--In Which a Liberty Is Taken With Mr. Nutter's Name, and Mr. Dangerfield Stands at the Altar. 261 LXIV.--Being a Night Scene, in Which Miss Gertrude Chattesworth, Being Adjured By Aunt Becky, Makes Answer. 266 LXV.--Relating Some Awful News That Reached the Village, and How Dr. Walsingham Visited Captain Richard Devereux at His Lodgings. 271 LXVI.--Of a Certain Tempest That Arose and Shook the Captain's Spoons And Tea-cups; and How the Wind Suddenly Went Down. 274 LXVII.--In Which a Certain Troubled Spirit Walks. 278 LXVIII.--How an Evening Passes at the Elms, and Dr. Toole Makes a Little Excursion; and Two Choice Spirits Discourse, and Hebe Trips in With The Nectar. 281 LXIX.--Concerning a Second Hurricane That Raged in Captain Devereux's Drawing-room, and Relating How Mrs. Irons Was Attacked With a Sort Of Choking in Her Bed. 285 LXX.--In Which an Unexpected Visitor Is Seen in the Cedar-parlour of The Tiled House, and the Story of Mr. Beauclerc and the 'flower de Luce' Begins To Be Unfolded. 290 LXXI.--In Which Mr. Irons's Narrative Reaches Merton Moor. 295 LXXII.--In Which the Apparition of Mr. Irons Is Swallowed in Darkness. 300 LXXIII.--Concerning a Certain Gentleman, with a Black Patch Over His Eye, who made some Visits with a Lady, in Chapelizod and its Neighbourhood. 304 LXXIV.--In Which Doctor Toole, in His Boots, Visits Mr. Gamble, and Sees an Ugly Client of That Gentleman's; and Something Crosses an Empty Room. 307