Penny Blood Serial Fiction — page 267: what you’re looking at

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250 THE COURT OF LONDON slowly, she mechanically closed the window, and began to lay aside her clothing; and, had the candle been still burning and she could have caught a glimpse of her features in the mirror, she would have shrunk back in dismay from the reflection of the ghastly pallor of her countenance, the strange, unnatural vacancy of her eyes, and the ashy white- ness of her quivering lips. But it was dark now within that chamber, dark as the alr without, dark, too, as the deed which characterized this night of terror. Caroline Walters sought her couch, and sleep soon fell upon her eyes; for she was worn out and exhausted with the overwhelming fatigues which the body had sustained from the mind’s incessant workings and convulsive agita- tions during the last hour. But though slumber thus sealed her heavy lids, yet to her bosom there came no rest; for even in her dreams was she pursued by the horrors that had appalled her soul ere she lay down to repose. Yes, and even in her visions, too, it seemed as if an oath of vengeance sprang from her very heart’s core, — of vengeance against him who had seduced and betrayed her, and against that old demoness in female shape who had perpetrated the tremendous tragedy of this foul night. GoOmichdooks (E(0)