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She was lever door handles

By jh415fg

Only murmured in reply: You are young to speak of death Yes, young; that is why it is so bitter to think of. In old age the feelings are not so keen Then suddenly she put out her hands towards me, and, when I offered mine, caught my fingers with a nervous grasp and drew herself to a sitting position. Ah, why must I be afflicted with a misery others have not known! she exclaimed excitedly. To be lifted above the others, when so young; to have one child only; then after so brief a period of happiness, to be smitten with barrenness, and this lingering malady ever gnawing like a canker at the roots of life!

Who has suffered like me in the house? You only, Isarte, among the dead. I will go to you, for my grief is more than I can bear; and it may be that I shall find comfort even in speaking to the dead, and to a stone. Can you bear me in door hinges your arms? she said, clasping me round the neck. Take me up in your arms and carry me to Isarte. I knew what she meant, having so recently heard the story of Isarte, and in obedience to her command I raised her from the couch.

She was tall, and heavier than I had expected, though so greatly emaciated; but the thought that she was Door accessories's mother, and the mother of the house, nerved me to my task, and cautiously moving step by step through the gloom, I carried her safely to that white-haired, moonlit woman of stone in the long gallery. When I had ascended the steps and brought her sufficiently near, she put her arms about the statue, and pressed its stony lips with hers. Isarte, Isarte, how cold your lips are! she murmured, in low, desponding tones. Now, when I look into these eyes, which are yours, and yet not yours, and lever door handles
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