The Opposite House: A Novel — page 142: what you’re looking at

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The Opposite Flouse. 137 rending between her and her lover a chasm whose yawning black depths threatened to swallow her whole happiness. “Good heavens!’ he exclaimed, almost vehe- mently. “Are these words meant for me?” “They are my farewell to you, Herr Gerrald,” she answered, faintly. Her hands were clasped, and her blue eyes filled with tears. “Forget me, as I, too, will forget that I have ever known you.”’ “ Marie!’ he cried in horror. “In the name of Heaven’s pity, stay !” But the young girl did nothear. She had turned and did not see the terrible change in his features as he struck his brow with his clenched hand and stood gazing after her like asomnambulist. She moved steadily on, and a voice in his heart seemed to utter a cry of despair. “ What is it, Gerrald ’” asked a low voice behind him. The voice which had lured him to destruc- tion. “What is it?’ replied Traugott, with blazing eyes. “A settlement with you, Brand!” He ap- proached him with clinched hands, his voice hoarse from emotion. “Don’t be a fool!” said the other, laughing. “ Do you want to quarrel with a friend because a haughty girl has at last found a pretext for giving you your walking ticket? Ha,ha, ha! Do you really believe ComicbooOoks.c©