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Already Teufelsbürst had begun to experience a kind of shrinking from the horrid faces in his own pictures, and to feel disgusted at the abortions of his own mind. But all that he and the old woman now felt was an increasing fear as the night drew on, a kind of sickening and paralysing terror. ALREADY TEUFELSBUERST HAD BEGUN TO EXPERIENCE A KIND OF SHRINKING FROM THE HORRID FACES IN HIS OWN PICTURES AND TO FEEL DISGUSTED AT THE ABORTIONS OF HIS OWN MIND BUT ALL THAT HE AND THE OLD WOMAN NOW FELT WAS AN INCREASING FEAR AS THE NIGHT DREW ON A KIND OF SICKENING AND PARALYZING TERROR
le, however, to lift the mass between them, they could only drag and push it along; and such a slow toil was it that there was no time to remove the traces of its track, before Lilith came down and saw a broad white line leading from the door of the studio down the cellarstairs. She knew in a moment what it meant; but not a word was uttered about the matter, and the name of Karl Wolkenlicht seemed to be entirely forgotten. But how could the affairs of a house go on all the same when every one of the household knew that a dead body lay in the cellar?--nay more, that, although it lay still and dead enough all day, it would come half alive at nightfall, and, turning the whole house into a sepulchre by its presence, go creeping about like a cat all over it in the dark--perhaps with phosphorescent eyes? So it was not surprising that the painter abandoned his studio early, and that the three found themselves together in the gorgeous room formerly described, as soon as twilight began to fall. SSISTANCE UTTERLY UNABLE HOWEVER TO LIFT THE MASS BETWEEN THEM THEY COULD ONLY DRAG AND PUSH IT ALONG AND SUCH A SLOW TOIL WAS IT THAT THERE WAS NO TIME TO REMOVE THE TRACES OF ITS TRACK BEFORE LILITH CAME DOWN AND SAW A BROAD WHITE LINE LEADING FROM THE DOOR OF THE STUDIO DOWN THE CELLARSTAIRS SHE KNEW IN A MOMENT WHAT IT MEANT BUT NOT A WORD WAS UTTERED ABOUT THE MATTER AND THE NAME OF KARL WOLKENLICHT SEEMED TO BE ENTIRELY FORGOTTEN BUT HOW COULD THE AFFAIRS OF A HOUSE GO ON ALL THE SAME WHEN EVERY ONE OF THE HOUSEHOLD KNEW THAT A DEAD BODY LAY IN THE CELLAR NAY MORE THAT ALTHOUGH IT LAY STILL AND DEAD ENOUGH ALL DAY IT WOULD COME HALF ALIVE AT NIGHTFALL AND TURNING THE WHOLE HOUSE INTO A SEPULCHRE BY ITS PRESENCE GO CREEPING ABOUT LIKE A CAT ALL OVER IT IN THE DARK PERHAPS WITH PHOSPHORESCENT EYES SO IT WAS NOT SURPRISING THAT THE PAINTER ABANDONED HIS STUDIO EARLY AND THAT THE THREE FOUND THEMSELVES TOGETHER IN THE GORGEOUS ROOM FORMERLY DESCRIBED AS SOON AS TWILIGHT BEGAN TO FALL
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