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Chapter 14

           "Youareindeedanenthusiasticpartisanofhers!"Iexclaimed,somewhatsurprised.

           "Yes,IsupposeIam.Iliketoseeanymemberofmysexdistinguishherselfasnoblyasshedoes.Ihavenogeniusofmyown,andthatisoneofthereasonswhyIhonouritsomuchinotherwomen."

           Iwasabouttomakesomesuitablecomplimentbywayofresponsetothisremark,whenwewereallviolentlystartledfromourseatsbyamosthorriblecry—agaspingscreamsuchasmightbewrungfromsometorturedanimal.Aghastatthesoundwestoodforamomentinert,staringatRimânez,whocamequicklytowardsuswithanairofgraveconcern.

           "Iamafraid,"hesaidsoftly—"thattheCountessisnotsowell—perhapsyouhadbettergotoher—"

           Anothershriekinterruptedhiswords,andtransfixedwithhorrorwesawLadyEltonstrugglinginthethroesofsomesuddenandterrificconvulsion,herhandsbeatingtheairasifshewerefightingwithanunseenenemy.Inonesecondherfaceunderwentsuchhideouscontortionsasrobbeditofallhumansemblance,andbetweentheagonizedpantingsofherdifficultbreath,herhalf-chokedvoicecouldbeheardutteringwildcries—

           "Mercy!—mercy!—ohGod—God!TellSibyl!—pray—praytoGod—pray—"

           Andwiththatshefellheavilyback,speechlessandunconscious.

           Allwasinstantconfusion.LadySibylrushedtohermother’sside,withMissCharlotte—DianaChesneyhungbacktremblingandafraid—LordEltonsprangtothebellandrangitfuriously.

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