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Chapter 24

           Exquisitemusicwasheard—softvoicessanginthedistanceachoraleofrejoicing;—heavenandearth,seaandair—allseemedtosupporttheaspiringSpiritasshesoaredhigherandhigher,inever-deepeningrapture,when—asweallwatchedthataerialflyingformwithasenseofthekeenestdelightandsatisfaction—asuddencrashofthundersounded—thescenegrewdark—andtherewasadistantroaringofangrywaters.Thelightofthemoonwaseclipsed—themusicceased;afaintluridglowofredshoneatfirstdimly,thenmorevividly—and‘Materialism’declareditself—ahumanskeleton,bleachedwhiteandgrinningghastlymirthuponusall!Whileweyetlooked,theskeletonitselfdroppedtopieces—andonelongtwiningwormlifteditsslimylengthfromthewreckofbones,anotherworkingitswaythroughtheeye-holesoftheskull.Murmursofgenuinehorrorwereheardintheauditorium—peopleonallsidesrosefromtheirseats—onemaninparticular,adistinguishedprofessorofsciences,pushedpastmetogetout,mutteringcrossly—"Thismaybeveryamusingtosomeofyou,buttome,itisdisgusting!"

           "Likeyourowntheories,mydearProfessor!"saidarichlaughingvoice,asLuciomethimonhisway,andthebijoutheatrewasagainfloodedwithcheerfullight—"Theyareamusingtosome,anddisgustingtoothers!——Pardonme!—Ispeakofcourseinjest!ButIdesignedthattableauspeciallyinyourhonour!"

           "Oh,youdid,didyou?"growledtheProfessor—"Well,Ididn’tappreciateit."

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