Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world, with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes, its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much as an animal goes out to seek food. Lost ground must be regained. “Remember that the man will probably die. But there is something in your voice that makes me distrust you. But if you do not leave this room I must. YOU did. Why, there was drama in the very dress she wore! There was drama in the unusual beauty of her, hidden away all these years on a forgotten isle! "You've been lonely, too. It is what I have wanted, what I have meant all along. Bring me food, a man, hurry!” She placed the stone back over the crypt to hide the evidence of what she had uncovered.
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