Another picture slid across her vision. " "What?" "We'll put those stories back into the trunk and never speak of them to him. And there was no intimation whatever that the blinds would ever go up or the windows or doors be opened, or the chandeliers, that seemed to promise such a blaze of fire, unveiled and furnished and lit. Does this not disturb you?” 278 “Of course it disturbs me. Not much. ” “I’m so glad you’ll go. " So saying, he re-entered the house, closed the door, and, followed by the widow, proceeded to the fire-place, where a handful of chips, apparently just lighted, crackled within the rusty grate. But kill me rather than commit this outrage. They returned to the castle, neither of them speaking.
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