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"Who is it?" "It is Mrs. Herbert." "Are you sure?" "I am perfectly sure of it. Poor Meyrick! He is one more chapter in her history." WHO IS IT IT IS MISSUS HERBERT ARE YOU SURE I AM PERFECTLY SURE OF IT POOR MEYRICK HE IS ONE MORE CHAPTER IN HER HISTORY
anum undique personatur: audiuntur et cantus tibiarum, et tinnitus cymbalorum per oram maritimam. On the third page was a design which made Villiers start and look up at Austin; he was gazing abstractedly out of the window. Villiers turned page after page, absorbed, in spite of himself, in the frightful Walpurgis Night of evil, strange monstrous evil, that the dead artist had set forth in hard black and white. The figures of Fauns and Satyrs and Ægipans danced before his eyes, the darkness of the thicket, the dance on the mountain-top, the scenes by lonely shores, in green vineyards, by rocks and desert places, passed before him: a world before which the human soul seemed to shrink back and shudder. Villiers whirled over the remaining pages; he had seen enough, but the picture on the last leaf caught his eye, as he almost closed the book. “Austin!” “Well, what is it?” “Do you know who that is?” It was a woman’s face, alone on the white page. “Know who it is? No, of course not.” “I do.” TUS EST LUSCET NOCTURNIS IGNIBUS CHORUS EEGIPANUM UNDI QUEER SONATUR ALGIUNTUR ET CONTUS TIBIARUM ET TINITUS SYMBOLORUM PER ORUM MARITIMUM ON THE THIRD PAGE WAS A DESIGN WHICH MADE VILLIERS START AND LOOK UP AT AUSTIN HE WAS GAZING ABSTRACTEDLY OUT OF THE WINDOW VILLIERS TURNED PAGE AFTER PAGE ABSORBED IN SPITE OF HIMSELF IN THE FRIGHTFUL WALPURGIS NIGHT OF EVIL STRANGE MONSTROUS EVIL THAT THE DEAD ARTIST HAD SET FORTH IN HARD BLACK AND WHITE THE FIGURES OF FAUNS AND SATYRS AND AEGIPANS DANCED BEFORE HIS EYES THE DARKNESS OF THE THICKET THE DANCE ON THE MOUNTAIN TOP THE SCENES BY LONELY SHORES IN GREEN VINEYARDS BY ROCKS AND DESERT PLACES PASSED BEFORE HIM A WORLD BEFORE WHICH THE HUMAN SOUL SEEMED TO SHRINK BACK AND SHUDDER VILLIERS WHIRLED OVER THE REMAINING PAGES HE HAD SEEN ENOUGH BUT THE PICTURE ON THE LAST LEAF CAUGHT HIS EYE AS HE ALMOST CLOSED THE BOOK AUSTIN WELL WHAT IS IT DO YOU KNOW WHO THAT IS IT WAS A WOMAN'S FACE ALONE ON THE WHITE PAGE NO WHO IT IS NO OF COURSE NOT I DO
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