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Cowperwood
entered
the
hall
below
just
before
the
screams
began
.
He
had
followed
the
Sohlbergs
almost
immediately
from
his
office
,
and
,
chancing
to
glance
in
the
reception-room
,
he
had
observed
Sohlberg
smiling
,
radiant
,
an
intangible
air
of
self-ingratiating
,
social
,
and
artistic
sycophancy
about
him
,
his
long
black
frock-coat
buttoned
smoothly
around
his
body
,
his
silk
hat
still
in
his
hands
.
"
Awe
,
how
do
you
do
,
Meezter
Cowperwood
,
"
he
was
beginning
to
say
,
his
curly
head
shaking
in
a
friendly
manner
,
"
I
'm
soa
glad
to
see
you
again
"
when
--
but
who
can
imitate
a
scream
of
terror
?
We
have
no
words
,
no
symbols
even
,
for
those
essential
sounds
of
fright
and
agony
.
They
filled
the
hall
,
the
library
,
the
reception-room
,
the
distant
kitchen
even
,
and
basement
with
a
kind
of
vibrant
terror
.
Cowperwood
,
always
the
man
of
action
as
opposed
to
nervous
cogitation
,
braced
up
on
the
instant
like
taut
wire
.
What
,
for
heaven
's
sake
,
could
that
be
?
What
a
terrible
cry
!
Sohlberg
the
artist
,
responding
like
a
chameleon
to
the
various
emotional
complexions
of
life
,
began
to
breathe
stertorously
,
to
blanch
,
to
lose
control
of
himself
.
"
My
God
!
"
he
exclaimed
,
throwing
up
his
hands
,
"
that
's
Rita
!
She
's
up-stairs
in
your
wife
's
room
!
Something
must
have
happened
.
Oh
--
"
On
the
instant
he
was
quite
beside
himself
,
terrified
,
shaking
,
almost
useless
.
Cowperwood
,
on
the
contrary
,
without
a
moment
's
hesitation
had
thrown
his
coat
to
the
floor
,
dashed
up
the
stairs
,
followed
by
Sohlberg
.
What
could
it
be
?
Where
was
Aileen
?
As
he
bounded
upward
a
clear
sense
of
something
untoward
came
over
him
;
it
was
sickening
,
terrifying
.
Scream
!
Scream
!
Scream
!
came
the
sounds
.
"
Oh
,
my
God
!
do
n't
kill
me
!
Help
!
Help
!
"
SCREAM
--
this
last
a
long
,
terrified
,
ear-piercing
wail
.
Sohlberg
was
about
to
drop
from
heart
failure
,
he
was
so
frightened
.
His
face
was
an
ashen
gray
.
Cowperwood
seized
the
door-knob
vigorously
and
,
finding
the
door
locked
,
shook
,
rattled
,
and
banged
at
it
.
"
Aileen
!
"
he
called
,
sharply
.
"
Aileen
!
What
's
the
matter
in
there
?
Open
this
door
,
Aileen
!
"
"
Oh
,
my
God
!
Oh
,
help
!
help
!
Oh
,
mercy
--
o-o-o-o-oh
!
"
It
was
the
moaning
voice
of
Rita
.
"
I
'll
show
you
,
you
she-devil
!
"
he
heard
Aileen
calling
.
"
I
'll
teach
you
,
you
beast
!
You
cat
,
you
prostitute
!
There
!
there
!
there
!
"
"
Aileen
!
"
he
called
,
hoarsely
.
