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Villiers mused curiously over the story he had heard, and wondered whether he had heard both the first and the last of it. VILLIERS MUSED CURIOUSLY OF THE STORY HE HAD HEARD AND WONDERED WHETHER HE HAD HEARD BOTH THE FIRST AND THE LAST OF IT
liers, as they parted at the door, “what was your wife’s name? You said Helen, I think? Helen what?” “The name she passed under when I met her was Helen Vaughan, but what her real name was I can’t say. I don’t think she had a name. No, no, not in that sense. Only human beings have names, Villiers; I can’t say anymore. Good-bye; yes, I will not fail to call if I see any way in which you can help me. Good-night.” The man went out into the bitter night, and Villiers returned to his fireside. There was something about Herbert which shocked him inexpressibly; not his poor rags nor the marks which poverty had set upon his face, but rather an indefinite terror which hung about him like a mist. He had acknowledged that he himself was not devoid of blame; the woman, he had avowed, had corrupted him body and soul, and Villiers felt that this man, once his friend, had been an actor in scenes evil beyond the power of words. His story needed no confirmation: he himself was the embodied proof of it. T OF MONEY BY THE WAY HERBERT SAID VILLIERS AS THEY PARTED AT THE DOOR WHAT WAS YOUR WIFE'S NAME YOU SAID HELEN I THINK HELEN WHAT THE NAME SHE PASSED UNDER WHEN I MET HER WAS HELEN VAUGHAN BUT WHAT A REAL NAME WAS I CAN'T SAY I DON'T THINK SHE HAD A NAME NO NO NOT IN THAT SENSE ONLY HUMAN BEINGS HAVE NAMES VILLIERS I CAN'T SAY ANY MORE GOOD BYE YES I WILL NOT FAIL TO CALL IF I SEE ANY WAY IN WHICH YOU CAN HELP ME GOOD NIGHT THE MAN WENT OUT INTO THE BITTER NIGHT AND VILLIERS RETURNED TO HIS FIRESIDE THERE WAS SOMETHING ABOUT HERBERT WHICH SHOCKED HIM INEXPRESSIBLY NOT HIS POOR RAGS NOR THE MARKS WHICH POVERTY HAD SET UPON HIS FACE BUT RATHER AN INDEFINITE TERROR WHICH HUNG ABOUT HIM LIKE A MIST HE HAD ACKNOWLEDGED THAT HE HIMSELF WAS NOT DEVOID OF BLAME THE WOMAN HE HAD AVOWED HAD CORRUPTED HIM BODY AND SOUL AND VILLIERS FELT THAT THIS MAN ONCE HIS FRIEND HAD BEEN AN ACTOR IN SCENES EVIL BEYOND THE POWER OF WORDS HIS STORY NEEDED NO CONFIRMATION HE HIMSELF WAS THE EMBODIED PROOF OF IT
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