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"Hush!" said Charles; "there, again; I am quite confident I heard a sound as of a broken twig outside the garden-wall. The doctor and the admiral are in deep discussion about something,--shall we tell them?"
 
"No; let us listen, as yet."
 
They bent all their attention to listening, inclining their ears towards the ground, and, after a few moments, they felt confident that more than one footstep was creeping along, as cautiously as possible, under the garden wall. After a few moments' consultation, Henry made up his mind--he being the best acquainted with the localities of the place--to go and reconnoitre, so he, without saying anything to the doctor or the admiral, glided from where he was, in the direction of a part of the fence which he knew he could easily scale.
 
 
 
 
 
CHAPTER LXXIX.
 
 
THE VAMPYRE'S DANGER.--THE LAST REFUGE.--THE RUSE OF HENRY BANNERWORTH.
 
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Yet knowing to what deeds of violence the passions of a lawless mob will sometimes lead them, and having the experience of what had been attempted by the alarmed and infuriated populace on a former occasion, against the Hall, Henry Bannerworth was, reasonably enough, not without his fears that something might occur of a nature yet highly dangerous to the stability of his ancient house.
 
He did not actually surmount the fence, but he crept so close to it, that he could get over in a moment, if he wished; and, if any one should move or speak on the other side, he should be quite certain to hear them.
 
For a few moments all was still, and then suddenly he heard some one say, in a low voice,
 
"Hist! hist! did you hear nothing?"
 
"I thought I did," said another; "but I now am doubtful."
 
"Listen again."
 
"What," thought Henry, "can be the motives of these men lying secreted here? It is most extraordinary what they can possibly want, unless they are brewing danger for the Hall."
 
Most cautiously now he raised himself, so that his eyes could just look over the fence, and then, indeed, he was astonished.
 
He had expected to see two or three persons, at the utmost; what was his surprise! to find a compact mass of men crouching down under the garden wall, as far as his eye could reach.
 
For a few moments, he was so surprised, that he continued to gaze on, heedless of the danger there might be from a discovery that he was playing the part of a spy upon them.
 
When, however, his first sensations of surprise were over, he cautiously removed to his former position, and, just as he did, so, he heard those who had before spoken, again, in low tones, breaking the stillness of the night.
 
"I am resolved upon it," said one; "I am quite determined. I will, please God, rid the country of that dreadful man."
 
"Don't call him a man," said the oilier.
 
"Well, well; it is a wrong name to apply to a vampyre."
 
"It is Varney, after all, then," said Henry. Bannerworth, to himself;--"it is his life that they seek. What can be done to save him?--for saved he shall be if I can compass such an object. I feel that there is yet a something in his character which is entitled to consideration, and he shall not be savagely murdered while I have an arm to raise in his defence. But if anything is now to be done, it must be done by stratagem, for the enemy are, by far, in too great force to be personally combatted with."
 
Henry resolved to take the advice of his friends, and with that view he went silently and quietly back to where they were, and communicated to them the news that he had so unexpectedly discovered.
 
They were all much surprised, and then the doctor said,
 
"You may depend, that since the disappointment of the mob in the destruction of this place, they have had their eye upon Varney. He has been dogged here by some one, and then by degrees that assemblage has sought the spot."
 
"He's a doomed man, then," remarked the admiral; "for what can save him from a determined number of persons, who, by main force, will overcome us, let us make what stand we may in his defence."
 
"Is there no hiding-place in the house," said Charles, "where you might, after warring him of his danger, conceal him?"
 
"There are plenty, but of what avail would that be, if they burn down the Hall, which in all probability they will!"
 
"None, certainly."
 
"There is but one chance," said Henry, "and that is to throw them off the scent, and induce them to think that he whom they seek is not here; I think that may possibly be done by boldness."
 
"But how!"
 
"I will go among them and make the effort."