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Chapter 34

           "

           SomethingcaughtmybreathhereIstopped,unabletoutteranotherword.Mavisstaredatmeaffrighted,andIstaredbackagain.

           "Whatisit?"shewhisperedalarmedly.Istruggledtospeakfinally,withdifficultyIansweredher

           "Nothing!"

           AndImotionedherawaywithagestureofentreaty.TheexpressionofmyfacemusthavestartledorintimidatedherIfancy,forsheretreatedhastilyandIwatchedherdisappearingasifshewerethephantomofadreamthen,asshepassedoutthroughtheboudoir,Idrewclosethevelvetportiérebehindherandlockedtheintermediatedoor.ThisdoneIwentslowlybacktothesideofmydeadwife.

           "NowSibyl,"—Isaidaloud—"wearealone,youandI—alonewithourownreflectedimagesyoudead,andIliving!Youhavenoterrorsformeinyourpresentconditionyourbeautyhasgone.

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