To escape one phase of loneliness she had plunged into another, so vast that her courage sometimes faltered. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. She would be haunted by the visions of their mad faces in her dreams for the next hundred years. ’ ‘But you must,’ Gerald said, quite as if he meant it. ’ ‘So I infer. " "Nothing," echoed Wood furiously. And most of the others she had met had, she felt, the same steadfastness. " The doctor ran his fingers through his hair, despairingly. He fell backwards on his butt, the wind knocked out of him. “Where are they?” She looked around. ’ He slid slowly down and collapsed to the stone floor, fainting dead away.
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