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"
Ata
,
"
he
called
.
"
Ata
.
"
She
took
no
notice
.
Again
the
beastly
stench
almost
made
him
faint
,
and
he
lit
a
cheroot
.
His
eyes
grew
accustomed
to
the
darkness
,
and
now
he
was
seized
by
an
overwhelming
sensation
as
he
stared
at
the
painted
walls
.
He
knew
nothing
of
pictures
,
but
there
was
something
about
these
that
extraordinarily
affected
him
.
From
floor
to
ceiling
the
walls
were
covered
with
a
strange
and
elaborate
composition
.
It
was
indescribably
wonderful
and
mysterious
.
It
took
his
breath
away
.
It
filled
him
with
an
emotion
which
he
could
not
understand
or
analyse
.
He
felt
the
awe
and
the
delight
which
a
man
might
feel
who
watched
the
beginning
of
a
world
.
It
was
tremendous
,
sensual
,
passionate
;
and
yet
there
was
something
horrible
there
,
too
,
something
which
made
him
afraid
.
It
was
the
work
of
a
man
who
had
delved
into
the
hidden
depths
of
nature
and
had
discovered
secrets
which
were
beautiful
and
fearful
too
.
It
was
the
work
of
a
man
who
knew
things
which
it
is
unholy
for
men
to
know
.
There
was
something
primeval
there
and
terrible
It
was
not
human
.
It
brought
to
his
mind
vague
recollections
of
black
magic
.
It
was
beautiful
and
obscene
.
"
Mon
Dieu
,
this
is
genius
.
"
The
words
were
wrung
from
him
,
and
he
did
not
know
he
had
spoken
.
Then
his
eyes
fell
on
the
bed
of
mats
in
the
corner
,
and
he
went
up
,
and
he
saw
the
dreadful
,
mutilated
,
ghastly
object
which
had
been
Strickland
.
He
was
dead
.
Dr
.
Coutras
made
an
effort
of
will
and
bent
over
that
battered
horror
.
Then
he
started
violently
,
and
terror
blazed
in
his
heart
,
for
he
felt
that
someone
was
behind
him
.
It
was
Ata
.
He
had
not
heard
her
get
up
.
She
was
standing
at
his
elbow
,
looking
at
what
he
looked
at
.
"
Good
Heavens
,
my
nerves
are
all
distraught
,
"
he
said
.
"
You
nearly
frightened
me
out
of
my
wits
.
"
He
looked
again
at
the
poor
dead
thing
that
had
been
man
,
and
then
he
started
back
in
dismay
.
"
But
he
was
blind
.
"
"
Yes
;
he
had
been
blind
for
nearly
a
year
.
"
