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2. II.
I do not know how the next day passed. I tried, I remember, to read and to work a little, but could accomplish nothing. Night fell; my heart beat as if I had been expecting some one. I went to bed and turned my face to the wall.
"Why did you not come?" The whisper was plainly audible in the chamber.
Hastily I turned my head.
There was the form again, the mysterious being with fixed eyes in its rigid countenance, and an expression of woe.
"Come?" I heard faintly.
"I will come," I answered with uncontrollable terror. The shape wavered, sank into itself like a puff of smoke, and once more it was only the wan moonlight that lay on the smooth floor.
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