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Chapter 34

           Itfascinatedme——coiledroundthatdeadbodyitseemedaliveandsentientifithadlifteditsglitteringheadandhissedatmeIshouldscarcelyhavebeensurprised.Isatbackforamomentinmychair,almostasrigidasthecorpsebesidemeIstaredagain,asthecorpsestaredalways,intothemirrorwhichpicturedusboth,we‘twaininone,’asthesentimentalistsaverofweddedfolk,thoughintruthitoftenhappensthattherearenotwocreaturesintheworldmorewidelyseparatedthanhusbandandwife.Iheardstealthymovementsandsuppressedwhisperingsinthepassageoutside,andguessedthatsomeoftheservantsweretherewatchingandwaitingbutIcarednothingforthat.IwasabsorbedintheghastlynightinterviewIhadplannedformyself,andIsoenteredintothespiritofthething,thatIturnedonalltheelectriclampsintheroom,besideslightingtwotallclustersofshadedcandlesoneithersideofthetoilet-table.Whenallthesurroundingswerethusrenderedasbrilliantaspossible,sothatthecorpselookedmorelividandghastlybycomparison,Iseatedmyselfoncemore,andpreparedtoreadthelastmessageofthedead.

           "NowSibyl,"—Imuttered,leaningforwardalittle,andnotingwithamorbidinterestthatthejawsofthecorpsehadrelaxedalittlewithinthelastfewminutes,andthatthesmileonthefacewasthereforemorehideous—"Confessyoursins!forIamheretolisten

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