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wasa rare pretence of carelessness But e and resolution oozed out of ot up filled with a brilliant notion I would approach the

apparition; I would try to touch it Could I but do so, it would

vanish; I felt convinced it would vanish I got up, as I say, but I

did not approach the ghost I was unable to move forward, held by a

nameless dread I dropped liht repeated thehtful torture Once again I sought relief fro into the bedrooain I was compelled by the

saain I fell down, smitten

by a new and more awful ht can convey

And now the ghost moved mysteriously and ominously towards me With an

instinct of defence, cowed as I was upon the floor, I raised my hand

to ward it off Useless atte

"Let me die in peace," I said within my brain

But it would not Not only must I die, but in order to die I must

traverse all the hideous tortures of the soul which that lost spirit

had learnt in its dire wanderings