Crowl's

So with a little digging around in my personal library, I turned up (with a gleeful cry of "Eureka!") the short story "Madam Crowl's Ghost," by Joseph Sheriden LeFanu.

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They were in the first floor front, Crowl's bedroom, which, from its view of the Mile End Road, was livelier than the parlour with its outlook on the backyard.

The Grey Wig: Stories and Novelettes Israel Zangwill 1895

Crowl's face was hidden behind his red handkerchief; even the fire of excitement in Wimp's eye was quenched for a moment by a teardrop, as he thought of Mrs. Wimp and Wilfred.

The Grey Wig: Stories and Novelettes Israel Zangwill 1895

They were in the first floor front, Crowl's bedroom, which, from its view of the Mile End Road, was livelier than the parlor with its outlook on the backyard.

The Big Bow Mystery Israel Zangwill 1895

Crowl's face was hidden behind his red handkerchief; even the fire of excitement in Wimp's eye was quenched for a moment by a tear-drop, as he thought of

The Big Bow Mystery Israel Zangwill 1895

It was some seconds before he even heard Crowl's invitation to him to take shelter.

The Grey Wig: Stories and Novelettes Israel Zangwill 1895

It was some seconds before he even heard Crowl's invitation to him to take shelter.

The Big Bow Mystery Israel Zangwill 1895

The cashier looked curiously at her, and as he saw Crowl's check, smiled a little significant smile which she did not like; but, at her request, he placed the amount, and what was left from the second sale of jewelry, to her credit, and gave her a small check-book.

What Can She Do? Edward Payson Roe 1863

When the laugh ceased at Crowl's expense, he said:

What Can She Do? Edward Payson Roe 1863

Then came Crowl's gossip, the knowledge of her poverty, and her wretched errands to New York to dispose of the relics of the happy past.

What Can She Do? Edward Payson Roe 1863