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llected in a little heap upon the
sitting-room table
preparatory to doing them up. She could think of but
one thing more which she must take - a cabinet photograph of her father.
This was upon the top of the piano in the room where he had met his death.
She knew its exact location and could have put her hand right upon it had
it been perfectly dark
which it was not. She arose
therefore
and
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without taking a light with her
went into the parlour. A faint afterglow
illumined the windows and suffused the room with an uncertain
dim
ghostly light which lent to all its objects that vague flatness from which
the imagination carves what shapes. it lists. As Gwen reached for the
picture
a sudden conviction possessed her that her father stood just behind
her in the exact spot where he had met his death
- that if she turned she
would see him again with his hand clutching his throat and his eyes
starting from their sockets with that never-to-be-forgotten look of frenzied
helplessness.
It would be difficult to find a woman upon whom superstition has so
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