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"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. 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
ansom on the stones, and the fire starting up under the horse’s hoofs. I walked along pretty briskly, for I was feeling a little tired of being out in the night, and as the clocks were striking two I turned down Ashley Street, which, you know, is on my way. It was quieter than ever there, and the lamps were fewer; altogether, it looked as dark and gloomy as a forest in winter. I had done about half the length of the street when I heard a door closed very softly, and naturally I looked up to see who was abroad like myself at such an hour. As it happens, there is a street lamp close to the house in question, and I saw a man standing on the step. He had just shut the door and his face was towards me, and I recognized Crashaw directly. I never knew him to speak to, but I had often seen him, and 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?”  THE RUSH AND CLATTER OF A HANSOM ON THE STONES AND THE FIRE STARTING UP UNDER THE HORSES HOOFS I WALKED ALONG PRETTY BRISKLY FOR I WAS FEELING A LITTLE TIRED OF BEING OUT IN THE NIGHT AND AS THE CLOCKS WERE STRIKING TWO I TURNED DOWN ASHLEY STREET WHICH YOU KNOW IS ON MY WAY IT WAS QUIETER THAN EVER THERE AND THE LAMPS WERE FEWER ALTOGETHER IT LOOKED AS DARK AND GLOOMY AS A FOREST IN WINTER I HAD DONE ABOUT HALF THE LENGTH OF THE STREET WHEN I HEARD A DOOR CLOSED VERY SOFTLY AND NATURALLY I LOOKED OUT TO SEE WHO WAS ABROAD LIKE MYSELF AT SUCH AN HOUR AS IT HAPPENS THERE IS A STREET LAMP CLOSE TO THE HOUSE IN QUESTION AND I SAW A MAN STANDING ON THE STEP HE HAD JUST SHUT THE DOOR AND HIS FACE WAS TOWARDS ME AND I RECOGNIZED CREESHAW DIRECTLY I NEVER KNEW HIM TO SPEAK TO BUT I HAD OFTEN SEEN HIM AND 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
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