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Chapter 39

           Theretheywerethesame,theverysame!onlythistimealltheirlividfaceswereliftedandturnedtowardsme,andthoughtheirlipsnevermoved,theword‘Misery!’seemeduttered,forIheardittollinglikeafuneralbellontheairandacrossthesea!...AndSibyl,withherfaceofdeathinthecoilsofasilentflame,...Sibylsmiledatme!——asmileoftortureandremorse!...God!Icouldendureitnolonger!Leapingfrommyhammock,Irantowardsthevessel’sedge,...oneplungeintothecoolwaves,...ha!therestoodAmiel,withhisimpenetrabledarkfaceandferreteyes!

           "CanIassistyousir?"heinquireddeferentially.

           Istaredathimthenburstintoalaugh.

           "Assistme?Whyno!youcandonothing.Iwantrest,...andIcannotsleephere,...theairistoocloseandsulphureous——theverystarsareburninghot!..."Ipausedheregardedmewithhisusualgravelyderisiveexpression."Iamgoingdowntomycabin"—Icontinued,tryingtospeakmorecalmly——"Ishallbealonethere...perhaps!"AgainIlaughedwildlyandinvoluntarily,andstaggeredawayfromhimdownthedeck-stairs,afraidtolookbacklestIshouldseethoseThreeFiguresoffatefollowingme.

           OncesafeinmycabinIshuttothedoorviolently,andinfeverishhaste,seizedmycaseofpistols.Itookoutoneandloadedit.MyheartwasbeatingfuriouslyIkeptmyeyesfixedontheground,lesttheyshouldencounterthedeadeyesofSibyl.

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