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"It is the fiend!" she exclaimed, recoiling. That done, however, he was well aware the rest would be comparatively easy, and as he threw the brick to the ground, he exclaimed triumphantly, "The first step is taken—the main difficulty is overcome. But you couldn't. But she was disappointed. Satisfied that he had solved his difficulty, he proceeded to his room. You will have to tell me. I did not lay any traps for her. I am not come here to play the part of your father-confessor. Her finger-nails dug into her flesh. A wave of pity went over him—pity for the patient, the girl, and his friend. Kneebone, then, sat down to await the arrival of his expected guest. Come in! Come in, do. It was a large, littered, self-forgetful apartment, decorated with unframed charcoal sketches by various incipient masters; and an open bookcase, surmounted by plaster casts and the half of a human skull, displayed an odd miscellany of books—Shaw and Swinburne, Tom Jones, Fabian Essays, Pope and Dumas, cheek by jowl.
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