The stairs creaked as Mark rushed down them. Mark you, she wasn’t the only one. " "Not now—not now!" she returned, with a shudder. "I don't know," she answered vaguely. It was John Diedermayer, who had been transformed into a young scholar with a large pair of wire-rimmed eyeglasses on. He grew even harder. They ascended by a lift to one of the upper floors, passed through a long ward, and finally came to a bed in the extreme corner, round which a screen had been arranged.
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