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She fell into a deep delirium, whispering hoarsely to her dead mother, cursing God in Heaven, cursing her doctor, cursing herself as apparitions of devils and demons pulled at her with yellow ochre hands. If she kept on, would she make it out of the door? Then what? He could come after her before she could reach the secret passage. Giving him a wide berth, and keeping her pistol high, she made her way to the door and warily peered through it. 8 or 1. ” She was frightened—his anger always did frighten her—and in her resolve to conceal her fright she carried a queen-like dignity to what she felt even at the time was a preposterous pitch. "Yes.
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