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He
was
strongly
and
painfully
impressed
by
what
he
had
heard
.
The
longer
he
had
listened
to
her
,
the
more
irresistibly
the
conviction
of
the
woman
’
s
wickedness
had
forced
itself
on
him
.
He
tried
vainly
to
think
of
her
as
a
person
to
be
pitied
—
a
person
with
a
morbidly
sensitive
imagination
,
conscious
of
the
capacities
for
evil
which
lie
dormant
in
us
all
,
and
striving
earnestly
to
open
her
heart
to
the
counter
-
influence
of
her
own
better
nature
;
the
effort
was
beyond
him
.
A
perverse
instinct
in
him
said
,
as
if
in
words
,
Beware
how
you
believe
in
her
!
’
I
have
already
given
you
my
opinion
,
’
he
said
.
’
There
is
no
sign
of
your
intellect
being
deranged
,
or
being
likely
to
be
deranged
,
that
medical
science
can
discover
—
as
I
understand
it
.
As
for
the
impressions
you
have
confided
to
me
,
I
can
only
say
that
yours
is
a
case
(
as
I
venture
to
think
)
for
spiritual
rather
than
for
medical
advice
.
Of
one
thing
be
assured
:
what
you
have
said
to
me
in
this
room
shall
not
pass
out
of
it
.
Your
confession
is
safe
in
my
keeping
.
’
She
heard
him
,
with
a
certain
dogged
resignation
,
to
the
end
.
’
Is
that
all
?
’
she
asked
.
’
That
is
all
,
’
he
answered
.
She
put
a
little
paper
packet
of
money
on
the
table
.
’
Thank
you
,
sir
.
There
is
your
fee
.
’
With
those
words
she
rose
.
Her
wild
black
eyes
looked
upward
,
with
an
expression
of
despair
so
defiant
and
so
horrible
in
its
silent
agony
that
the
Doctor
turned
away
his
head
,
unable
to
endure
the
sight
of
it
.
The
bare
idea
of
taking
anything
from
her
—
not
money
only
,
but
anything
even
that
she
had
touched
—
suddenly
revolted
him
.
Still
without
looking
at
her
,
he
said
,
’
Take
it
back
;
I
don
’
t
want
my
fee
.
’
She
neither
heeded
nor
heard
him
.
Still
looking
upward
,
she
said
slowly
to
herself
,
’
Let
the
end
come
.
I
have
done
with
the
struggle
:
I
submit
.
’
She
drew
her
veil
over
her
face
,
bowed
to
the
Doctor
,
and
left
the
room
.
