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Having made up her mind to seek an explanation from Mrs. Tunks regarding the vision of the negro in the crystal -- that is, if the old woman really had beheld the same -- Bella lost no time in executing her purpose. In two or three minutes she hastily reassumed her hat, cloak, and gloves, which she had removed while conversing with Mrs. Coppersley. Then taking her sunshade, she left the Manor-house by the front door. In the dining-room she could hear the refined tones of Vand and the coarse voice of Mrs. Coppersley, as they laughed and chattered in the most amiable manner. Evidently the pair had quite forgotten the recent tragedy, which had invested Bleacres with so sinister a reputation. With a nervous shiver -- for the merriment seemed to be singularly ill-timed -- Bella closed the door softly, and walked down the corn-path. Glancing right and left, and straight ahead, she could see nothing of the black man, who had appeared and disappeared so mysteriously.
Like the witches in "Macbeth," he had made himself into thin air, and had vanished.