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Chapter 39

           AboutmidnightIawoke,vaguelyterrified,toseethecabinfullofastrongredlightandfierceglare.MyfirstdazedimpressionwasthattheyachtwasonfirethenextinstantIbecameparalysedanddumbwithhorror.Sibylstoodbeforeme!...Sibyl,awild,strange,torturedwrithingfigure,halfnude,wavingbeckoningarms,andmakingdesperategesturesherfacewasasIhadseenitlastindeath,lividandhideous,...hereyesblazedmingledmenace,despair,andwarninguponme!Roundheralivingwreathofflamecoiledupwardslikeatwistedsnake,...herlipsmovedasthoughshestrovetospeak,butnosoundcamefromthem——andwhileIyetlookedather,shevanished!ImusthavelostconsciousnessthenforwhenIawokeitwasbroadday.Butthisghastlyvisitationwasonlythefirstofmanysuchandatlast,everynightIsawherthus,sheetedinflame,tillIgrewwell-nighmadwithfearandmisery.MytormentwasindescribableyetIsaidnothingtoLucio,whowatchedme,asIimagined,narrowlyItooksleeping-draughtsinthehopetoprocureunbrokenrest,butinvainalwaysIwokeatoneparticularmoment,andalwaysIhadtofacethisfieryphantomofmydeadwife,withdespairinhereyesandanunutteredwarningonherlips.Thiswasnotall.Onedayinthefullsunlightofaquietafternoon,Ienteredthesaloonoftheyachtalone,andstartedbackamazedtoseemyoldfriendJohnCarringtonseatedatthetable,peninhand,castingupaccounts.

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