The Works of George W. M. Reynolds — page 362: what you’re looking at

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THE DISSECTING - ROOM O45 which have taken place you would rather remain here for a while longer.”’ “No, no,” cried Emma, impatiently, for now that her fortitude was returning, she recollected her appointment with Bergami. “ Let us hasten hence this moment. Agatha, Julia,” she added, in quick whispers, to her two sisters, ‘‘ let us depart now directly.”’ They all three accordingly signified their desire to go thence, and Loftus, taking the candle in his hand, conducted them to the front door without uttering another word. But just as they were about to issue forth, he bethought himself of something which he ought to say in his own justification, for not even to such vile, depraved, and heartless girls as these did he choose to appear in the light of a man capable of unnecessary cruelty. “One moment,’ he said, just closing the door ajar ere the three sisters stepped forth from the house. “ It is due to myself to inform you that the additional horrors of that room ”’ — and he glanced toward the dissecting apartment — ‘formed no portion of my plan. Had I known whose remains those were that had been brought in by the resur- rectionists of the lake, not for an instant should I have suffered you to enter thither.’’ Having thus spoken, he again opened the door, and the three sisters, drawing down their veils and huddling close together, issued forth from Maravelli’s house just as the neighbouring church clock was chiming a quarter to one. Thus was it that they had passed through three-quarters of an hour of horrible feelings and rending mental tortures within those walls, and the silence, the darkness, and the loneliness of the by-street into which they now emerged constituted an indescribable relief after the whirl of harrow- ing emotions they had experienced. Aiter having thus afforded egress to the three sisters, Jocelyn Loftus hastened back into the dining-room where he had left Maravelli, and to whom he now said, ‘I am going out for an hour or two.”’ ~ Going out!” echoed the doctor, all his suspicions of evil suddenly reviving. “ Tranquillize yourself, I shall be back in a couple of hours, long before the city awakes for the business of a new day. Doctor Maravelli,” added our hero, in a solemn voice, and CORNICLOO cS (C(O) im