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” “I am glad that you have a reasonable excuse for not having been to see me,” she said good-humouredly. So strongly was he impressed with this idea, that grasping the iron bar with both hands, he dashed it furiously against the door, making the passage echo with the blows. . 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. "The door!—the door!—death!" he added, as he tried the handle, "it is locked—and I am unarmed. " "Bring your story to an end, Sir," said Trenchard who had listened to the recital with mingled emotions of rage and fear. “Very,” said Mr. With a cry of distress, she dropped the pistol and flew after him, racing past him to the door.
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