The Woman in White



She had dropped on her knees by the side of the sofa. Her face was flushed and agitated, and her eyes met mine in a wild bewildered manner. I started the instant I saw her.

“What has happened?” I asked. “What has frightened you?”

She looked round at the half-open door, put her lips close to my ear, and answered in a whisper—

“Marian!—the figure at the lake—the footsteps last night—I’ve just seen her! I’ve just spoken to her!”


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She had dropped on her knees by the side of the sofa. Her face was flushed and agitated, and her eyes met mine in a wild bewildered manner. I started the instant I saw her.

“What has happened?” I asked. “What has frightened you?”

She looked round at the half-open door, put her lips close to my ear, and answered in a whisper—

“Marian!—the figure at the lake—the footsteps last night—I’ve just seen her! I’ve just spoken to her!”


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