church. She went to work to
try to remove the obstructions. It was a work of more time and toil than
of real difficulty. With her delicate hands she began to take away the
broken stones, timbers, and plaster, until she pulled out a short,
narrow piece of plank, which she immediately began to use as a tool to
dig away the refuse. A half an hour's hard work cleared her way into the
vault. She passed in, and once more saw the dome of heaven above her
head.
Little Nelly jumped around her with delighted barks, and then ran up the
broken walls of the vault, and turned around and looked at her and
barked, as if to say:
"This way! this way!"
But the irregularities in the dilapidated wall, that furnished a sure
foothold for Nelly's little feet, would not serve her mistress's turn.
So Sybil looked about the place, and cast around in her mind to consider
how she should contrive to reach the upper ground. She soon saw the way,
but she had to rest before she could commence a new work. So she sat
down and called the dog to her, and both remained quiet for about ten
minutes. And then Sybil arose and went to work, and piled up the bricks
and stones, until she had raised for herself a rude stairway half up to
the top. By these, at some little risk of life and limb, she climbed out
of the vault, and found herself standing on the edge of a heap of
rubbish, which was all that remained of the old Haunted Chapel.
Here again she sat down to look around her. The sun was just rising from
behind the mountain, and tinging all the wintry scene with the golden
hues of autumn. Though it was a clear, cold, frosty morning, Sybil was
perspiring from her late hard work, so she drew her heavy shawl around
her shoulders to protect her from a chill while she rested. The little
terrier, who had leaped up after her mistress, would not rest, but
continued to jump about and bark, as if to testify her joy and triumph
in a work accomplished. Every leap and bark said as plainly as tongue
could have spoken the words:
"I have found her, and brought her back! I knew I could! I knew I could!
I have done it at last! I have done it at last!"
"I know you have, Nelly dear, and I love you better than anybody in the
world except Lyon! But now I want you to help me to find Lyon, Nelly!
_Lyon! Lyon!_" said Sybil, holding the little terrier's face between her
hands and gazing into its loving brown eyes.
Nelly jumped away at her bidding and ran all over the plac
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