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nauseous and see a

voice in my ear; "Eve tricked Adam, didn't she, and you ain't a

better "

"Yes, indeed!" said I, staring unseeingly down at ainst the fiendish voice

"And you are very pale!"

I shrugged my shoulders

"Peter--look at htfully pale--are you ill again--is it your

head; Peter--what is it?" and, with a sudden, half-shy gesture,

she stretched her hand to me across the table And as I looked

from the mute pity of her eyes to the reat impulse to clasp it close in mine,

to speak, and tell her all my base and unworthy suspicions, and,

once iveness The words were

upon my lips, but I checked them, madman that I was, and shook my

head