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He saw three people: a young man at the piano, an elderly man smoking in a corner, and a young woman reclining in a chair, her eyes closed. Only her face was clear, frail and delicate, almost flower-like, with the sad haunting eyes ever watching his. Or felt it. "On my soul, yes," rejoined Jonathan. "You repeated the word 'Fool' over and over. CHAPTER XVIII The doctor reached for the key and studied it sombrely. So he shut his eyes.
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