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Chapter 14

           "Fetchthedoctor!"hecriedtothestartledservant—"LadyEltonhashadanothershock!Shemustbetakentoherroomatonce!"

           "CanIbeofanyservice?"Iinquired,withaside-glanceatRimânez,whostoodgravelyapart,astatuesquelycomposedfigureofsilence.

           "Nono—thanksallthesame!"andtheEarlpressedmyhandgratefully—"Sheshouldnothavecomedownstairs—ithasbeentooexcitingforher.Sybil,don’tlookather,mydear—itwillonlyunnerveyou—MissChesney,praygotoyourroom—Charlottecandoallthatispossible——"

           Ashespoketwoofthemen-servantscameintocarrytheinsensibleCountessupstairs—andastheyslowlyboreheronhercoffin-likecouchpastme,oneofthemdrewthecoverletacrossherfacetoconcealit.ButnotsoquicklythatIcouldnotseetheawfulchangeimpresseduponit—theindeliblehorrorthatwasstampedonthedrawnfeatures—horrorsuchassurelyneverwasseenexceptinapainter’sideaofsomelostsoulintorment.Theeyeswererolledupandfixedintheirsocketslikeballsofglass,andinthemalsowasfrozenthesamefrenzieddesperatelookoffear.Itwasadreadfulface!—sodreadfulinitsghastlyimmovablenessthatIwasallatonceremindedofmyhideousvisionofthepreviousnight,andthepallidcountenancesofthethreephantomsthathadscaredmeinmysleep.

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