The Opposite House: A Novel — page 187: what you’re looking at

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182 The Oppostte House. followed. The men hesitated to advance toward the murderous bullet. Just at that moment the door of the room opened, and a woman’s figure crossed the threshold. She was muffled in gloomy black draperies, which trailed over the floor ; her thin face looked like colorless marble amid the folds of a black lace scarf, and a pair of staring gray eyes rested upon the prisoner, who suddenly staggered back, lowering his weapon. The baroness slowly advanced; her noiseless approach seemed to the horrified man like thatof aspecter. With a gesture of terrible accusation, she raised her slender hand and, in a hollow tone, addressed the man, who, with tangled hair, leaned trembling and powerless against the whitewashed wall. “Max Zaubinger, Count Berndt and Doctor Brand, in the presence of these witnesses, I make my charge against you. I accuse you of murder, for with this bullet ”"—the baroness held the bit of lead high aloft—“ you killed the brother of your be- trothed bride, Baron Lewin! With thesame hand you robbed his sister of her jewels and property, forged a will anda certificate of death in Holland, and, in Eastern Prussia, the birth-year of the dead Max Brand in the church register.” “Lies, infamous lies!” shrieked Brand, foaming with rage. ‘The woman is mad, raving crazy!’ By a last effort of resolve, he raised the pistol. ComicboOoks.c©