“Goodnight. “Queer letters he writes,” she said. Her girl Clarice was next, dying within a single day, blood leaking from her pretty brown eyes like an image of the Blessed Virgin. Your father has forbidden you to go!’” “Well?” “She said, ‘I hate being horrid to you and father, but I feel it my duty to go to that ball!’” “Felt it her duty!” “‘Very well,’ I said, ‘then I wash my hands of the whole business. Her dainty shoes were soiled with dust and there was a great tear in her skirt. Several men and women were piled there like wood, dead, horribly gored. "Where am I?" asked Spurlock. ” “You meant to say ‘morbid’.
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