Many of 's victims had sworn revenge, condemning that to the most vile, miserable, and painful end. For one, there was , the , who told the prison chaplain before being executed for a crime engineered by that 'I shall return from the grave and have my revenge!' In that eerie stone garden shed -- the private sanctum -- schemed and chortled far into the stormy night, only the beloved and heavy furniture sharing the space. The little one-room hut had a thick oaken door, and two barred windows, and was surrounded by a , reachable only by a narrow path. The door was locked and bolted on the inside. Near the kitchen door of the main house the heard an agonized scream! There was nobody else in the garden, so it could only be , and it was a cry of death! The pathway and its surroundings through the , under the light of the full moon suddenly revealing her ghastly white beam between scudding clouds, was unmarked by footprints! Had the inevitable finally happened? |