Aunt Janet's library afforded me clues which I followed with avidity.

In my secret heart I hated the quest, and did not wish to go on with it.

But in this I was not my own master.

Do what I would--brush away doubts never so often, new doubts and imaginings came in their stead.

The circumstance almost repeated the parable of the Seven Devils who took the place of the exorcised one.
Doubts I could stand.