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Chapter 30

           Thestepscreakedbeneathitsnoiselesstread,anditwasgone.

           Thefirstimpulseofthechildwastoflyfromtheterrorofbeingbyherselfinthatroomtohavesomebodybynottobealoneandthenherpowerofspeechwouldberestored.Withnoconsciousnessofhavingmoved,shegainedthedoor.

           Therewasthedreadfulshadow,pausingatthebottomofthesteps.

           Shecouldnotpassit;shemighthavedoneso,perhaps,inthedarknesswithoutbeingseized,butherbloodcurdledatthethought.Thefigurestoodquitestill,andsodidshe;notboldly,butofnecessity;forgoingbackintotheroomwashardlylessterriblethangoingon.

           Therainbeatfastandfuriouslywithout,andrandowninplashingstreamsfromthethatchedroof.Somesummerinsect,withnoescapeintotheair,flewblindlytoandfro,beatingitsbodyagainstthewallsandceiling,andfillingthesilentplacewithmurmurs.Thefiguremovedagain.Thechildinvoluntarilydidthesame.Onceinhergrandfather’sroom,shewouldbesafe.

           Itcreptalongthepassageuntilitcametotheverydoorshelongedsoardentlytoreach.Thechild,intheagonyofbeingsonear,hadalmostdartedforwardwiththedesignofburstingintotheroomandclosingitbehindher,whenthefigurestoppedagain.

           Theideaflashedsuddenlyuponherwhatifitenteredthere,andhadadesignupontheoldman’slife!Sheturnedfaintandsick.Itdid.Itwentin.Therewasalightinside.Thefigurewasnowwithinthechamber,andshe,stilldumbquitedumb,andalmostsenselessstoodlookingon.

           Thedoorwaspartlyopen

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