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Chapter 36

           Ilookedaskanceatmydeadwife—she,whowithasuperhumandyingefforthaddeclaredherselftobeyetalive—who,insomeimaginablestrangewayhadseeminglywrittenafterdeath,inafranticdesiretomakesomeappallingdeclarationwhichneverthelessremainedundeclared.Therigidfigureofthecorpsehadnowrealterrorsforme—Idarednottouchit—Iscarcelydaredlookatit,...insomediminscrutablefashionIfeltasif"scarletwings"environedit,beatingmedown,yetpressingmeon—metoo,inmyturn!Withthemanuscriptgatheredcloseinmyhand,Ibentnervouslyforwardtoblowoutthewaxlightsonthetoilettable,...IsawonthefloorthehandkerchiefodorouswiththeFrenchperfumethedeadwomanhadwrittenof—Ipickeditupandplaceditnearherwhereshesat,grinninghideouslyatherownmirroredghastliness.TheflashofthejewelledserpentroundherwaistcaughtmyeyesanewasIdidthis,andIstaredforamomentatitsgreenglitter,dumblyfascinated—then,movingstealthily,withthecoldsweatpouringdownmybackandeverypulseinmerenderedfeeblebysheerhorror,Iturnedtoleavetheroom

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