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Was
there anything at all in those locked rooms of her aunt’s mind? Were they fully
furnished and only a little dusty and cobwebby and in need of an airing, or were
they stark vacancy except, perhaps, for a cockroach or so or the gnawing of a
rat? What was the mental equivalent of a rat’s gnawing? The image was going
astray. If you do not help me to read the riddle of
yourself, Annabel, I think that very soon I shall be a candidate for the asylum. She was clear there were no other minds like them in all the world. Her
father was holding her waist, smiling. He saw it in book-covers, on the stage. Meantime, the Stone Hall was crowded by all the inmates of the jail, debtors,
felons, turnkeys, and officers who could obtain permission to witness the
ceremony of the prisoner's irons being struck off. ”
She smiled faintly.
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