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Tyson looked at his watch "Look there, Stanistreet, it's two

o'clock--thereI'll speak to Baker What are

those da of! Why can't they have done with it? Why

can't they put her under chloroform?"

One by one the lamps over the billiard-table died down and went out; the

firelight leapt and started on the wall, reat

room visible; in the half-darkness Tyson becarew dominant and clamorous "It's all my fault--if she

dies it'll be my fault! But hoas I to kno could I tell that

anything like this would happen? I swear I'd die rather than let her go

through this villainy a second tiain!" He flung hi invectives, blasphenment of the finite and the Infinite

At three o'clock the doctors sent for hiain quietly, and from time to time his lips moved,

whether in imprecation or prayer it was hard to say; but it struck

Stanistreet that Tyson's ain to the orthodoxy of

terror

There was silence overhead too They were putting her under chloroforlimmered as if a tissue of liquid air