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They would all be dead soon. Her mother was dead already. It was only that the earth could not bear more children, except she devoured those to whom she had already given birth. But what if they had to come back in another form, and live another sad, hopeless, love less life over again? THEY WOULD ALL BE DEAD SOON HER MOTHER WAS DEAD ALREADY IT WAS ONLY THAT THE EARTH COULD NOT BEAR MORE CHILDREN EXCEPT SHE DEVOURED THOSE TO WHOM SHE HAD ALREADY GIVEN BIRTH BUT WHAT IF THEY HAD TO COME BACK IN ANOTHER FORM AND LIVE ANOTHER SAD HOPELESS LOVELESS LIFE OVER AGAIN
Karl’s place and said-- “Where is your pupil, father?” “Gone home,” he answered, with a kind of convulsive grin. She glanced round the room, caught sight of the lay figure where it had not been before, looked at the couch, and saw the pall yet heaved up from beneath, opened her eyes till the entire white sweep around the iris suggested a new expression of consternation to Teufelsbürst, though from a quarter whence he did not desire or look for it; and then, without a word, sat down to a drawing she had been busy upon the day before. But her father, glancing at her now, as Wolkenlicht had used to do, could not help seeing that she was frightfully pale. She showed no other sign of uneasiness. As soon as he released her, she withdrew, with one more glance, as she passed, at the couch and the figure blocked out in black upon it. She hastened to her chamber, shut and locked the door, sat down on the side of the couch, and fell, not a-weeping, but a-thinking. Was he dead? What did it matter? ST IN TIME SHE STARTED AT SEEING NO ONE IN KARL'S PLACE AND SAID WHERE IS YOUR PUPIL FATHER GONE HOME HE ANSWERED WITH A KIND OF CONVULSIVE GRIN SHE GLANCED ROUND THE ROOM CAUGHT SIGHT OF THE LAY FIGURE WHERE IT HAD NOT BEEN BEFORE LOOKED AT THE COUCH AND SAW THE PALL YET HEAVED UP FROM BENEATH OPENED HER EYES TILL THE ENTIRE WHITE SWEEP AROUND THE IRIS SUGGESTED A NEW EXPRESSION OF CONSTERNATION TO TEUFELSBUERST THOUGH FROM A QUARTER WHENCE HE DID NOT DESIRE OR LOOK FOR IT AND THEN WITHOUT A WORD SAT DOWN TO A DRAWING SHE HAD BEEN BUSY UPON THE DAY BUT HER FATHER GLANCING AT HER NOW AS WOLKENLICHT HAD USED TO DO COULD NOT HELP SEEING THAT SHE WAS FRIGHTFULLY PALE SHE SHOWED NO OTHER SIGNS OF UNEASINESS AS SOON AS HE RELEASED HER SHE WITHDREW WITH ONE MORE GLANCE AS SHE PASSED AT THE COUCH AND THE FIGURE BLOCKED OUT IN BLACK UPON IT SHE HASTENED TO HER CHAMBER SHUT AND LOCKED THE DOOR SAT DOWN ON THE SIDE OF THE COUCH AND FELL NOT A WEEPING BUT A THINKING WAS HE DEAD WHAT DID IT MATTER
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