The Green Eyes of Bâst by Sax Rohmer
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the more unaccountable as she had the appearance and manners of a
cultured woman, presenting indeed a figure of great elegance as she stood there with her tall slender form outlined by the moonlight which slanted down through the trees to form a scimitar of light upon the path behind her. Of course I could never have acted upon this singular instinct, but the decision was taken out of my hands; for suddenly my visitor uttered a low cry of fear, swayed dizzily and seemed about to fall. Perforce I stepped forward to support her and before I knew what had happened, she had tottered into the passage, resting heavily upon my shoulder. "Close the door!" she said in that low husky voice. "Quick! Quick! I have seen them again!" An unpleasant chill communicated itself to me. "The eyes!" she whispered. "Two great eyes have followed me! That was why I knocked at your door. I was afraid." It was enough, the mention of two great eyes. Leaving my visitor temporarily to take care of herself, I sprang to the door and closed it hurriedly. As I turned, in the light from the partly open study door I saw the woman walking slowly ahead of me. I overtook her, holding the door fully open for her to pass in. "Please sit down a while," I said. "You have evidently been seriously alarmed." |
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