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Why seek
to hasten my end? Away, away, I tell you! Leave me in peace! I will die
when Thelma bids me; but not till then!"
And he rushed down the long gallery and disappeared in the furthest
chamber, where he gave vent to a sort of long, sobbing cry, which rang
dolefully through the cavern and then subsided into utter silence.
Feeling as if he were in a chaotic dream, Errington pursued his
interrupted course through the winding passages with a bewildered and
wondering mind. What strange place had he inadvertently lighted on? and
who were the still stranger beings in connection with it? First the
beautiful girl herself; next the mysterious coffin, hidden in its
fanciful shell temple; and now this deformed madman, with the pale face
and fine eyes; whose utterances, though incoherent, savored somewhat of
poesy and prophecy. And what spell was attached to that name of Thelma?
The more he thought of his morning's adventure, the more puzzled he
became. As a rule, he believed more in the commonplace than in the
romantic--most people do.


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