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Chapter 10

           Madwithfear,andscarcelyknowingwhatIdid,Isprangfromthebed,andbegandesperatelytoadvanceuponthesefantasticmasqueraders,determinedtoseizethemanddemandthemeaningofthispracticalanduntimelyjest—whensuddenlyallThreeliftedtheirheadsandturnedtheirfacesonme—suchfaces!—indescribablyawfulintheirpallidagony—andawhispermoreghastlythanashriek,penetratedtheveryfibresofmyconsciousness—"Misery!"

           WithafuriousboundIflungmyselfuponthem—myhandsstruckemptyspace.Yetthere—distinctasever—theystood,gloweringdownuponme,whilemyclenchedfistsbeatimpotentlythroughandbeyondtheirseeminglycorporealshapes!Andthen—allatonce—Ibecameawareoftheireyes—eyesthatwatchedmepitilessly,stedfastly,anddisdainfully—eyesthatlikewitch-fires,seemedtoslowlyburnterrificmeaningsintomyveryfleshandspirit.Convulsedandalmostfranticwiththestrainonmynerves,Iabandonedmyselftodespair—thisawfulsightmeantdeathIthought—mylasthourhadsurelycome!Then—Isawthelipsofoneofthosedreadfulfacesmove...somesuperhumaninstinctinmeleapedtolife,...insomestrangewayIthoughtIknew,orguessedthehorrorofwhatthatnextutterancewouldbe,...andwithallmyremainingforceIcriedout—

           "No!No!NotthateternalDoom!..

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