There were the burnt papers still in the grate. He's as savage and suspicious as the devil himself. Don't be afraid. ‘It is Yol—’ She broke off abruptly, her face collapsing into an expression of acute consternation. Then there came briskly along the path towards her, an Englishman. "What poet was that?" "Stevenson. Her personal maidservant, the first she had ever had in her life, was joyful for her. It seemed that within an instant the Pestilence struck, and she begged me on her deathbed to shelter you and her grandson for the rest of your lives, as she could see that even though I was a ‘demon fiend’ and ‘minor devil’ that I loved you. It was free of leering men, unthinkable punishments, and human evil. ‘It—it is—nothing,’ she uttered jerkily. But I may yet live to thwart them.
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