One summer night, when there eace, a score of Puritan troopers uhe pious Sir Frederick Hamilton, broke through the door of the Abbey of the White Friars which stood over the Gara Lough at Sligo. As the door fell with a crash they saw a little knot of friars, gathered about the altar, their white habits glimmering ieady light of the holy dles. All the monks were kneeling except the abbot, who stood upoar steps with a great brazen crucifix in his hand. Shoot them! cried Sir Frederick Hamilton, but irred, for all were new verts, and feared the crucifix and the holy dles. The white lights from the altar threw the shadows of the troopers up on to roof and wall. As the troopers moved about, the shadows began a fantastice among the corbels and the memorial tablets. For a little while all was silent, and then five troopers who were the body?guard of Sir Frederick Hamilton lifted their muskets, and shot down five of the friars. The noise and the smoke drove away……（内容加载失败！）
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