The Opposite House: A Novel — page 217: what you’re looking at

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212 The Opposite House. She.slowly approached and gazed mournfully at him. “Yes, that is my real name, Traugott; though I am known by it only in Paris. So he spoke of me— he expected me?” she went on, excitedly,-“Ah, if I have not come this weary way in vain !” Her eyes met his, which rested gloomily upon her, and he averted his head as she steadily returned the gaze. “Traugott,” she said softly, clasping her hands, ‘“T never expected to meet you again in this life. I did not hope to do so, and now that it has happened I thank God for it.” A heavy sigh escaped her lips, and her eyes rested anxiously on his pallidface. She awaited an answer, but Traugott pressed his lips firmly together and re- mained silent. “TIthas burdened me like some evil spell,’’ Heloise continued, in a trembling voice. ‘“ The memory has pursued me like ademon, granting me no peace. I have had no good fortune since I left you, Trau- gott! Everything has resulted in disaster ; every- thing went wrong, and the star hitherto so favorable set forever in gloomyclouds. The remembrance of our last meeting haunted meas if I had pronounced the curse upon myself, andthe hand which hurled your jewel into the lake—”’ “ Silence !”’ groaned the wounded man. ‘Go, Comicbooks.c© S|