"My coat!" he repeated, his glance burning into hers. “I am afraid,” she said, “that he must have a skeleton key to these rooms. ’ She shook her head. Beyond was a chaise longue, covered with cushions and shawls laid anyhow across it, together with a discarded tapestry in the making, and a scattering of woollen threads about it. She fell into a deep delirium, whispering hoarsely to her dead mother, cursing God in Heaven, cursing her doctor, cursing herself as apparitions of devils and demons pulled at her with yellow ochre hands. " Jack could stand no more.
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