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III The Heart Of Man | Anna Katharine Green | |
XXVIII I Hope Never To See That Man |
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"You've never seen his brother?" "Never." "Nor his picture? "No, Mr. Brotherson has none." "Aren't they friends? Does he never mention Orlando?" "Very, very rarely. But I've no reason to think they are not on good terms. I know they correspond." "Miss Scott?" "Yes, Mr. Challoner." "You must not rely too much upon your dream." Her eyes flashed to his and then fell again. "Dreams are not revelations; they are the reproduction of what already lies hidden in the mind. I can prove that your dream is such." "How?" She looked startled. "You speak of seeing something being leveled at you which made you think of a pistol." "Yes, I was looking directly into it." "But my daughter was not shot. She died from a stab." Doris' lovely face, with its tender lines and girlish curves, took on a strange look of conviction which deepened, rather than melted under his indulgent, but penetrating gaze. "I know that you think so; - but my dream says no. I saw this object. It was pointed directly towards me - above all, I saw his face. It was the face of one whose finger is on the trigger and who means death; and I believe my dream." Well, it was useless to reason further. Gentle in all else, she was immovable so for as this idea was concerned and, seeing this, he let the matter go and prepared to take his leave. |
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