“I hope you’re satisfied. And then there came for both of them at least a temporary awakening. He had a narrow escape, however; for, passing within an inch of him, the bullet burried itself deeply in the wall. What else was there lurked in shadows and deep places; if in some mood of reverie it came out into the light, it was presently overwhelmed and hustled back again into hiding. Still—” Then, with incredible and obviously deliberate stupidity, and a voice as flat as her own, he asked, “Who is the man?” Her spirit raged within her at the dumbness, the paralysis that had fallen upon her. The mother was far more real to her than the father; the ghostly far more substantial than the living form. Do you see why I have hidden the terrible things from you? I chose you because you are my perfect mate. “Mr.
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