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There was an interval of silence in the room when Villiers ceased speaking. The light was failing, and all the tumult of an hour ago was quite hushed. Austin had bent his head at the close of the story, and his hand covered his eyes. THERE WAS AN INTERVAL OF SILENCE IN THE ROOM AND VILLIERS CEASED SPEAKING THE LIGHT WAS FAILING AND ALL THE TUMULT OF AN HOUR AGO WAS QUITE HUSHED AUSTIN HAD BENT HIS HEAD AT THE CLOSE OF THE STORY AND HIS HAND COVERED HIS EYES
mistaken in my man. I looked into his face for a moment, and then—I will confess the truth—I set off at a good run, and kept it up till I was within my own door.” “Why?” “Why? Because it made my blood run cold to see that man’s face. I could never have supposed that such an infernal medley of passions could have glared out of any human eyes; I almost fainted as I looked. I knew I had looked into the eyes of a lost soul, Austin, the man’s outward form remained, but all hell was within it. Furious lust, and hate that was like fire, and the loss of all hope and horror that seemed to shriek aloud to the night, though his teeth were shut; and the utter blackness of despair. I am sure that he did not see me; he saw nothing that you or I can see, but what he saw I hope we never shall. I do not know when he died; I suppose in an hour, or perhaps two, but when I passed down Ashley Street and heard the closing door, that man no longer belonged to this world; it was a devil’s face I looked upon.”  I AM POSITIVE THAT I WAS NOT MISTAKEN IN MY MAN I LOOKED INTO HIS FACE FOR A MOMENT AND THEN I WILL CONFESS THE TRUTH I SET OFF AT A GOOD RUN AND KEPT IT UP TILL I WAS WITHIN MY OWN DOOR WHY WHY BECAUSE IT MADE MY BLOOD RUN COLD TO SEE THAT MAN'S FACE I COULD NEVER HAVE SUPPOSED THAT SUCH AN INFERNAL MEDLEY OF PASSIONS COULD HAVE GLARED OUT OF ANY HUMAN EYES I ALMOST FAINTED AS I LOOKED I KNEW I HAD LOOKED INTO THE EYES OF A LOST SOUL AUSTIN THE MAN'S OUTWARD FORM REMAINED BUT ALL HELL WAS WITHIN IT FURIOUS LUST AND HATE THAT WAS LIKE FIRE AND THE LOSS OF ALL HOPE AND HORROR THAT SEEMED TO SHRIEK ALOUD TO THE NIGHT THOUGH HIS TEETH WERE SHUT AND THE UTTER BLACKNESS OF DESPAIR I AM SURE THAT HE DID NOT SEE ME HE SAW NOTHING THAT YOU OR I CAN SEE BUT WHAT HE SAW I HOPE WE NEVER SHALL I DO NOT KNOW WHEN HE DIED I SUPPOSE IN AN HOUR OR PERHAPS TWO BUT WHEN I PASSED DOWN ASHLEY STREET AND HEARD THE CLOSING DOOR THAT MAN NO LONGER BELONGED TO THIS WORLD IT WAS THE DEVIL'S FACE I LOOKED UPON
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