The Opposite House: A Novel — page 137: what you’re looking at

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132 Lhe Opposite Flouse. “Let us go, Herr Gerrald!” she timidly en- treated. “Go!” he repeated, as thoughin adream. “Yes, let us go,’ and went silently back to the ball-room, where the band was beginning to play. Marie stood still and pressed her hand upon his arm. “T don’t like that frown on your forehead, Herr Gerrald!” she exclaimed, and then added, beseech- ingly : “ Promise me not to go back there !” Traugott passed his hand slowly across his brow. “Fear nothing,” he said, with a strangely fixed expression, “it will smooth again.” They danced together. Then Marie was claimed by a young attaché. “Let us drink a glass of wine. Come, my friend.” Doctor Brand put his arm through Gerrald’s and drew him away. The wine glowed like fire in his veins, and his brow became deeply flushed. Brand constantly re- filled his glass. ‘“Have you been watching the play ?” he asked. “Yes; at two tables.” “And did you feel no desire to try your luck P” The tempter bent close to him, smiling. Traugott laughed. SeNOs ] Gare note “Are youa slave? Who rules you?” ComicbooOoks.c©