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Chapter 36

           Ihavecalledher‘Mother!Mother!’butnosoundissuesfromherwhitelips.HerfaceissoappallingthatIwasseizedwithaconvulsionofterroramomentagoandfellonmykneesbeforeherimploringhertoleaveme—andthenshepausedinherglidingtoandfroand—smiled!Whatahideoussmileitwas!IthinkIlostconsciousness,...forIfoundmyselflyingontheground.Asharpandterriblepainrunningthroughmemademespringtomyfeet,...andIbitmylipstilltheybled,lestIshouldscreamaloudwiththeagonyIsufferedandsoalarmthehouse.WhentheparoxysmpassedIsawmymotherstandingquiteneartome,dumblywatchingmewithastrangeexpressionofwonderandremorse.ItotteredpastherandbacktothischairwhereInowsit——Iamcalmernow,andIamabletorealizethatsheisonlythephantomofmyownbrain—thatIfancysheisherewhileknowingsheisdead.

           ·····Tortureindescribablehasmadeofmeawrithing,moaning,helplesscreatureforthepastfewminutes.Trulythatdrugwasdeadly;—thepainishorrible...horrible!...ithasleftmequiveringineverylimbandpalpitatingineverynerve.LookingatmyfaceintheglassIseethatithasalreadyaltered.Itisdrawnandlivid—allthefreshrose-tintofmylipshasgone—myeyesprotrudeunnaturally,...therearedullbluemarksatthecornersofmymouthandinthehollowsofmytemples,andIobserveacuriousquickpulsationintheveinsofmythroat.

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