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Chapter 31

           Facingoneanotherwestood,silentlyImethissombreeyesandthoughtIreadaninfinitecompassioninthem!thenwhileIyetlookeduponhim,somethingseemedtoclutchmythroatandstopmybreathinghisdarkandbeautifulcountenanceappearedtometogrowsuddenlyluridaswithfireacoronalofflameseemedtotrembleabovehisbrowsthemoonlightglistenedblood-red!anoisewasinmyearsofmingledthunderandmusicasthoughthesilentorganattheendofthegallerywereplayedbyhandsinvisible;strugglingagainstthesedelusivesensations,Iinvoluntarilystretchedoutmyhands...

           "Lucio!..."Igasped—"Lucio...myfriend!Ithink,...Iam,...dying!Myheartisbroken!"

           AsIspoke,agreatblacknessclosedovermeandIfellsenseless.

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