Pelham — Volume 03 by Baron Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton
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kindness and attention. I am now quite restored; the close room in which
I have been sitting for so many hours, and the feverish excitement of play, acting upon a frame very debilitated by ill health, occasioned my momentary indisposition. I am now, I repeat, quite recovered, and will no longer trespass upon your good nature." "Really," said I, "you had better not discard my services yet. Do suffer me to accompany you home?" "Home!" muttered Tyrrell, with a deep sigh; "no--no!" and then, as if recollecting himself, he said, "I thank you, Sir, but--but--" I saw his embarrassment, and interrupted him. "Well, if I cannot assist you any further, I will take your dismissal. I trust we shall meet again under auspices better calculated for improving acquaintance." Tyrrell bowed, once more pressed my hand, and we parted. I hurried on up the long street towards my hotel. When I had got several paces beyond Tyrrell, I turned back to look at him. He was standing in the same place in which I had left him. I saw by the moonlight that this face and hands were raised towards Heaven. It was but for a moment: his attitude changed while I was yet looking, and he slowly and calmly continued his way in the same direction as myself. When I reached my chambers, I hastened immediately to bed, but not to sleep: the extraordinary scene I had witnessed; the dark and ferocious expression of Glanville's countenance, so strongly impressed with every withering and deadly passion; the fearful and unaccountable remembrance that had seemed to gather over the livid and varying face of the |
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