I thought my sister and her murdered husband dragged me hither, to this very room, and commanded you to slay me. Her tone was hoarse with passion. His foot tapped impatiently, and he took up the papers. ‘Obsessed, that’s what you are. The door into the passage offered itself with an irresistible invitation—the one alternative to a public, inexplicable passion of weeping. So he decided to stay. How is she?” “My sister is quite well, thank you,” she answered.
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