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Whatever it was, the glance that came from those eyes, the smile on the full lips, or the expression of the whole face, Clarke shuddered before it at his inmost soul, and thought, unconsciously, of Dr. Phillip's words, "the most vivid presentment of evil I have ever seen." WHATEVER IT WAS THE GLANCE THAT CAME FROM THOSE EYES THE SMILE ON THE FULL LIPS OR THE EXPRESSION OF THE WHOLE FACE CLARKE SHUDDERED BEFORE IT AT HIS INMOST SOUL AND THOUGHT UNCONSCIOUSLY OF DOCTOR PHILLIPS WORDS THE MOST VIVID PRESENTMENT OF EVIL I HAVE EVER SEEN
ne summer evening, long ago; he saw again the long lovely valley, the river winding between the hills, the meadows and the cornfields, the dull red sun, and the cold white mist rising from the water. He heard a voice speaking to him across the waves of many years, and saying “Clarke, Mary will see the god Pan!” and then he was standing in the grim room beside the doctor, listening to the heavy ticking of the clock, waiting and watching, watching the figure lying on the green chair beneath the lamplight. Mary rose up, and he looked into her eyes, and his heart grew cold within him. “Who is this woman?” he said at last. His voice was dry and hoarse. “That is the woman who Herbert married.” Clarke looked again at the sketch; it was not Mary after all. There certainly was Mary’s face, but there was something else, something he had not seen on Mary’s features when the white-clad girl entered the laboratory with the doctor, nor at her terrible awakening, nor when she lay grinning on the bed. THE FACE IT BROUGHT TO HIS MEMORY ONE SUMMER EVENING LONG AGO HE SAW AGAIN THE LONG LOVELY VALLEY THE RIVER WINDING BETWEEN THE HILLS THE MEADOWS AND THE CORNFIELDS THE DULL RED SUN AND THE COLD WHITE MIST RISING FROM THE WATER HE HEARD A VOICE SPEAKING TO HIM ACROSS THE WAVES OF MANY YEARS AND SAYING CLARK MARY WILL SEE THE GOD PAN AND THEN HE WAS STANDING IN THE GRIM ROOM BESIDE THE DOCTOR LISTENING TO THE HEAVY TICKING OF THE CLOCK WAITING AND WATCHING WATCHING THE FIGURE LYING ON THE GREEN CHAIR BENEATH THE LAMPLIGHT MARY ROSE UP AND HE LOOKED INTO HER EYES AND HIS HEART GREW COLD WITHIN HIM WHO IS THIS WOMAN HE SAID AT LAST HIS VOICE WAS DRY AND HOARSE THAT IS THE WOMAN WHO HERBERT MARRIED CLARKE LOOKED AGAIN AT THE SKETCH IT WAS NOT MARY AFTER ALL THERE CERTAINLY WAS MARY'S FACE BUT THERE WAS SOMETHING ELSE SOMETHING HE HAD NOT SEEN ON MARY'S FEATURES WHEN THE WHITE CLAD GIRL ENTERED THE LABORATORY WITH THE DOCTOR NOR AT HER TERRIBLE AWAKENING NOR WHEN SHE LAY GRINNING ON THE BED
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