E. There was a hint of tears in her voice. "Fear!" echoed Wild, in a terrible tone,—"fear! Repeat that word again, and nothing shall save you. Impressed with this idea, he paused for a moment to listen. From a bi-secting street came shouting and music. ‘We don’t know who she is. I saw him yesterday, and he told me he shouldn't stir from home for a week to come. I’m sick of this town and I can’t wait to get out.
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