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"

Get

up

,

Mavis

!

"

I

cried

--

"

Do

not

kneel

there

!

Go

--

go

out

of

this

room

--

out

of

my

sight

!

You

do

not

know

what

she

was

--

this

woman

whom

I

married

--

I

deemed

her

an

angel

,

but

she

was

a

fiend

--

yes

,

Mavis

,

a

fiend

!

Look

at

her

,

staring

at

her

own

image

in

the

glass

--

you

can

not

call

her

beautiful

--

now

!

She

smiles

,

you

see

--

just

as

she

smiled

last

night

when

,

...

ah

,

you

know

nothing

of

last

night

!

I

tell

you

,

go

!

"

and

I

stamped

my

foot

almost

furiously

--

"

This

air

is

contaminated

--

it

will

poison

you

!

The

perfume

of

Paris

and

the

effluvia

of

death

intermingled

are

sufficient

to

breed

a

pestilence

!

Go

quickly

--

inform

the

household

their

mistress

is

dead

--

have

the

blinds

drawn

down

--

show

all

the

exterior

signs

of

decent

and

fashionable

woe

!

"

--

and

I

began

laughing

deliriously

--

"

Tell

the

servants

they

may

count

upon

expensive

mourning

--

for

all

that

money

can

do

shall

be

done

in

homage

to

King

Death

!

Let

everyone

in

the

place

eat

and

drink

as

much

as

they

can

or

will

--

and

sleep

,

or

chatter

as

such

menials

love

to

do

,

of

hearses

,

graves

and

sudden

disasters

;

--

but

let

me

be

left

alone

--

alone

with

her

;

--

we

have

much

to

say

to

one

another

!

"

White

and

trembling

,

Mavis

rose

up

and

stood

gazing

at

me

in

fear

and

pity

.

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"

Alone

?

...

"

she

faltered

--

"

You

are

not

fit

to

be

alone

!

"

"

No

,

I

am

not

fit

to

be

,

but

I

must

be

,

"

--

I

rejoined

quickly

and

harshly

--

"

This

woman

and

I

loved

--

after

the

manner

of

brutes

,

and

were

wedded

or

rather

mated

in

a

similar

manner

,

though

an

archbishop

blessed

the

pairing

,

and

called

upon

Heaven

to

witness

its

sanctity

!

Yet

we

parted

ill

friends

--

and

dead

though

she

is

,

I

choose

to

pass

the

night

with

her

--

I

shall

learn

much

knowledge

from

her

silence

!

To-morrow

the

grave

and

the

servants

of

the

grave

may

claim

her

,

but

to-night

she

is

mine

!

"

The

girl

's

sweet

eyes

brimmed

over

with

tears

.

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"

Oh

you

are

too

distracted

to

know

what

you

are

saying

,

"

she

murmured

--

"

You

do

not

even

try

to

discover

how

she

died

!

"

"

That

is

easy

enough

to

guess

,

"

--

I

answered

quickly

,

and

I

took

up

a

small

dark-coloured

bottle

labelled

'

Poison

'

which

I

had

already

perceived

on

the

toilet-table

--

"

This

is

uncorked

and

empty

.

What

it

contained

I

do

not

know

--

but

there

must

be

an

inquest

of

course

--

people

must

be

allowed

to

make

money

for

themselves

out

of

her

ladyship

's

rash

act

!

And

see

there

--

"

here

I

pointed

to

some

loose

sheets

of

note-paper

covered

with

writing

,

and

partially

concealed

by

a

filmy

lace

handkerchief

which

had

evidently

been

hastily

thrown

across

them

,

and

a

pen

and

inkstand

close

by

--

"

There

is

some

admirable

reading

prepared

for

me

doubtless

!

--

the

last

message

from

the

beloved

dead

is

sacred

,

Mavis

Clare

;

surely

you

,

a

writer

of

tender

romances

,

can

realize

this

!

--

and

realizing

it

,

you

will

do

as

I

ask

you

--

leave

me

!

"

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