“How do you feel?” she asked. “La belle ‘Alcide,’ wasn’t it? Annabel Pellissier was her real name. In the distance a barrel-organ was grinding out a pot pourri of popular airs. The real ‘Alcide’,” she wound up with a faint smile across the table at him, “is here. You are to remain here until you are well. “Don’t be too sure of that,” she answered enigmatically. All was darkness, horror, confusion, ruin.
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