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But Teufelsbürst was not about anything so frightful as she supposed, though something frightful enough. BUT TEUFELSBUERST WAS NOT ABOUT ANYTHING SO FRIGHTFUL AS SHE SUPPOSED THOUGH SOMETHING FRIGHTFUL ENOUGH
that is the soul of life and its pleasures. Two hours passed ere she could again show herself to her father, from whom she seemed in some new way divided by the new feeling in which he did not, and could not share. But at last, lest he should seek her, and finding her, should suspect her thoughts, she descended and sought him.--For there is a maidenliness in sorrow, that wraps her garments close around her.--But he was not to be seen; the door of the study was locked. A shudder passed through her as she thought of what her father, who lost no opportunity of furthering his all but perfect acquaintance with the human form and structure, might be about with the figure which she knew lay dead beneath that velvet pall, but which had arisen to haunt the hollow caves and cells of her living brain. She rushed away, and up once more to her silent room, through the darkness which had now settled down in the house; threw herself again on her bed, and lay almost paralysed with horror and distress. T ITS RESPONSES OR RESULTS THAT IS THE SOUL OF LIFE AND ITS PLEASURES TWO HOURS PASSED ERE SHE COULD AGAIN SHOW HERSELF TO HER FATHER FROM WHOM SHE SEEMED IN SOME NEW WAY DIVIDED BY THE NEW FEELING IN WHICH HE DID NOT AND COULD NOT SHARE BUT AT LAST LEST HE SHOULD SEEK HER AND FINDING HER SHOULD SUSPECT HER THOUGHTS SHE DESCENDED AND SOUGHT HIM FOR THERE IS A MAIDENLINESS IN SORROW THAT WRAPS HER GARMENTS CLOSE AROUND HER BUT HE WAS NOT TO BE SEEN THE DOOR OF THE STUDY WAS LOCKED A SHUDDER PASSED THROUGH HER AS SHE THOUGHT OF WHAT HER FATHER WHO LOST NO OPPORTUNITY OF FURTHERING HIS ALL BUT PERFECT ACQUAINTANCE WITH THE HUMAN FORM AND STRUCTURE MIGHT BE ABOUT WITH A FIGURE WHICH SHE KNEW LAY DEAD BENEATH THAT VELVET PALL BUT WHICH HAD RISEN TO HAUNT THE HOLLOW CAVES AND CELLS OF HER LIVING BRAIN SHE RUSHED AWAY AND UP ONCE MORE TO HER SILENT ROOM THROUGH THE DARKNESS WHICH HAD NOW SETTLED DOWN IN THE HOUSE THREW HERSELF AGAIN ON HER BED AND LAY ALMOST PARALYZED WITH HORROR AND DISTRESS
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