. Oh, the beautiful books! Romance, adventure, love stories! She gathered up the books in her arms and cuddled them, as a mother might have cuddled a child. She had to school herself to speak the words which she knew would cut him like a knife. " "Mr. " "That is a far more agreeable one, I must confess," returned Kneebone, with a self-sufficient smirk. How could she tell him of the evil that drew her and drew her, as a needle to the magnet?—the fascinating evil that even now, escaped as it was, went on distilling its poison in her mind? "Yes, yes!" said the doctor. "Can't you take me with you?" urged the voice; "I'll make it well worth your while.
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