That pored upon a book.
“My gentle lad, what is’t you read,
Romance or fairy fable?
Or is it some historic page,
Of kings and crowns unstable?”
The young boy gave an upward glance—
“It is ‘The Death of Abel.’”[1104]
The usher took six hasty strides,
As smit with sudden pain—
Six hasty strides beyond the place,