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He could not look away He rose and lifted the la that fascinated hiht He bent over her pillow and

peered into her face She woke suddenly, as if his gaze had drawn her

froed a little of the

horror his own uiltily, replaced the shade, and sat down in the chair

at the foot of the bed She looked at him His whole frame trembled; his

eyes were blurred with tears; the parted lips drooped eakness,

bitterness, and unappeased desire Did she know that in that ed more fiercely than any

earthly appetite? It seemed to him that in her look he read pity and

perfect coht he began to have a nervous dread of going into her

roo" By this tiht and ss, and disinfectants afflicted hi these things in the little flat, and he could not

help associating his ith thees was blotting out the delicatethe penalty of having lived the life of the

senses; his brain had become their servant, and he was horrified to find