" "To make him forget the knock?" "Precisely. ’ Triumph soared in Gerald’s chest. Her features were meagre, and ghastly white, and had the fixed and horrible stamp of insanity. Sheppard, clasping him with a hand that burnt with fever, "I have been ill—dreadfully ill—I believe delirious—I thought I should have died last night—I won't tell you what agony you have caused me—I won't reproach you.
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