"It was the devil, and this is not the first time I have seen him!"

The guards on duty at night now have a tendency to fall senseless as well now, usually in droves. Emily, however, has managed to keep her feet on seeing the dark stranger who glides rather than steps and plays eerie music. She thinks it might be Valencourt and that he is now a prisoner. The guards think it the devil. They are all wrong. It's this guy.

And I really need to sleep. My usual habit of reading before bed is becoming a problem when the book is good.