There was a dreadful stifled groan, and she fell heavily upon the landing. “No,” she said at last; “I’m a human being—not a timid female. . Good-bye, for the pressent—ha! ha!" And, laughing loudly at his own facetiousness, he quitted the Lodge. Her glance, absorbing the gilt letters and their significance, communicated to her poised body a species of paralysis. Strange gurgle-like noises emanated from the crypt. Superstition is the Chinese Reaper. He did not love Ruth. What was his transport on perceiving that a few yards above him a light was burning. Wanted her out of the way because he had been afraid of her, afraid of himself! He, at fifty-four! Then into this void poured a flaming anger, a blind and unreasoning anger. ’ With pretty imperiousness, she gestured to the bed beside her. Don’t be late if you can help it.
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