“Annabel,” she said, “you are my sister, or I would bid you take the flowers if
you care for them, and leave the room. On searching the coat, he found, amongst other matters, a
mask, a key, and a pocket-book. Something is feeding upon them. . ”
“But there is something more. Rubbishy novels and pernicious rascals. ”
“No fear!”
“Then, as we succeed, it will begin to sidle back to us. “I hate you because you are the Devil! Rot in Hell!”
She was shocked at her own accusation, how she had
savored the words. He returned figuratively to his bed—the
bed he had made for himself and in which he must for ever lie. 266
She peered up at him. The life with
which he had endued these sheets of paper began to beckon imperiously.
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