398 "SEEING is BELIEVING." 



dark."" Not to the libery ! not to-night !" cried Dolly ; 

 and she grasped me tightly by the arm. I wanted to go, but 

 did not like opposing the good creature, whose fears of the 

 haunted room were then, we knew, in the ascendant. 



While I hesitated, who should come to my relief but Caleb, 

 who, bearing, perhaps, in mind his awkward part once in the 

 drama of the cricket, had in this taken hitherto no part at all. 

 " I'll go," said he. " I can inform you, Mrs. Dove, that 

 Master Francis is perfectly correct ; that hanimal is a cock- 

 roach order Coloptery, genius BlaUy I'll get the volume 

 ' seeing is believing ' -and he rose to put his purpose in 

 execution. " But won't it do in the morning?" said Dolly. 

 "You'd better take the candle, at any rate." -"Candle!" 

 returned Mr. Caligraph, in his progress towards the door ; 

 " moon's up full this morning nine o'clock, A. M., twenty 

 minutes and, supposing it was dark, I can put my hand on 

 eVr a one of the books in the bookcase. I should think so 

 a man in my capacity Order is admirable." " Well, if go 

 you will, go you must ; but I wouldn't to-night," repeated 

 Dolly, entreatingly, as Caleb opened the kitchen door, and 

 shut it resolutely behind him. 



Perhaps, however, when it was closed, a restraining some- 

 thing, sprung of Dolly's deprecating words or looks, or of his 

 own fireside musings, made Caleb linger on the threshold, for 

 a minute at least elapsed before we heard his creaking step 

 across the hall, up the stairs, and then along the dark narrow 



