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Still
no
sound
.
"
Damn
it
!
"
he
exclaimed
,
becoming
wretched
,
horrified
.
A
servant
brought
the
keys
.
The
right
one
would
not
enter
.
A
second
was
on
the
other
side
.
"
There
is
a
bigger
hammer
somewhere
,
"
Cowperwood
said
.
"
Get
it
!
Get
me
a
chair
!
"
Meantime
,
with
terrific
energy
,
using
a
large
chisel
,
he
forced
the
door
.
There
on
one
of
the
stone
benches
of
the
lovely
room
sat
Aileen
,
the
level
pool
of
water
before
her
,
the
sunrise
glow
over
every
thing
,
tropic
birds
in
their
branches
,
and
she
,
her
hair
disheveled
,
her
face
pale
,
one
arm
--
her
left
--
hanging
down
,
ripped
and
bleeding
,
trickling
a
thick
stream
of
rich
,
red
blood
.
On
the
floor
was
a
pool
of
blood
,
fierce
,
scarlet
,
like
some
rich
cloth
,
already
turning
darker
in
places
.
Cowperwood
paused
--
amazed
.
He
hurried
forward
,
seized
her
arm
,
made
a
bandage
of
a
torn
handkerchief
above
the
wound
,
sent
for
a
surgeon
,
saying
the
while
:
"
How
could
you
,
Aileen
?
How
impossible
!
To
try
to
take
your
life
!
This
is
n't
love
.
It
is
n't
even
madness
.
It
's
foolish
acting
.
"
"
Do
n't
you
really
care
?
"
she
asked
"
How
can
you
ask
?
How
could
you
really
do
this
?
"
He
was
angry
,
hurt
,
glad
that
she
was
alive
,
shamed
--
many
things
.
"
Do
n't
you
really
care
?
"
she
repeated
,
wearily
.
"
Aileen
,
this
is
nonsense
.
I
will
not
talk
to
you
about
it
now
.
Have
you
cut
yourself
anywhere
else
?
"
he
asked
,
feeling
about
her
bosom
and
sides
.
"
Then
why
not
let
me
die
?
"
she
replied
,
in
the
same
manner
.
"
I
will
some
day
.
I
want
to
.
"
