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He realized with an awful thrill that the face into which he peered was no longer that of a human being; it was  but he could no longer think  he could only gaze. HE REALIZED WITH AN AWFUL THRILL THAT THE FACE INTO WHICH HE PEERED WAS NO LONGER THAT OF A HUMAN BEING IT WAS BUT HE COULD NO LONGER THINK HE COULD ONLY GAZE
 at each turn and twist of the rope she laughed the louder. And when she had finished binding his arms and legs she made him lie on his back, and lashed him so tightly to the seat that, had he possessed the strength of six men, he could not have freed himself. Then she sat beside him, and moving aside the clothes that covered his chest and throat, said:-- "By this time Beatrice--pretty Beatrice, vain and sensual Beatrice, the Beatrice you once loved and admired so much--will have worn the belt, will have eaten the sweets. She is now a werwolf. Every night at twelve o'clock she will creep out of bed and glide about the house and village in search of human prey, some bonny babe, or weak, defenceless woman, but always some one fat, tender, and juicy--some one like you." And bending low over him, she bared her teeth, and dug her cruel nails deep into his flesh. A flame from the wood fire suddenly shot up. It flickered oddly on the figure of Mère Maxim--so oddly that Henri received a shock.  BIND HIS HANDS AND FEET AND AT EACH TURN AND TWIST OF THE ROPE SHE LAUGHED THE LOUDER AND WHEN SHE HAD FINISHED BINDING HIS ARMS AND LEGS SHE MADE HIM LIE ON HIS BACK AND LASHED HIM SO TIGHTLY TO THE SEAT THAT HAD HE POSSESSED THE STRENGTH OF SIX MEN HE COULD NOT HAVE FREED HIMSELF THEN SHE SAT BESIDE HIM AND MOVING ASIDE THE CLOTHES THAT COVERED HIS CHEST AND THROAT SAID BY THIS TIME BEATRICE PRETTY BEATRICE VAIN AND SENSUAL BEATRICE THE BEATRICE YOU ONCE LOVED AND ADMIRED SO MUCH WILL HAVE WORN THE BELT WILL HAVE EATEN THE SWEETS SHE IS NOW A WEREWOLF EVERY NIGHT AT TWELVE O'CLOCK SHE WILL CREEP OUT OF THE BED AND GLIDE ABOUT THE HOUSE AND VILLAGE IN SEARCH OF HUMAN PREY SOME BONNY BABE OR WEAK DEFENCELESS WOMAN BUT ALWAYS SOME ONE FAT TENDER AND JUICY SOME ONE LIKE YOU AND BENDING LOW OVER HIM SHE BARED HER TEETH AND DUG HER CRUEL NAILS DEEP INTO HIS FLESH A FLAME FROM THE WOOD FIRE SUDDENLY SHOT UP IT FLICKERED ODDLY ON THE FIGURE OF MERE MACINE SO ODDLY THAT ENRE RECEIVED A SHOCK
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