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2 That night the Shadow was nearer, more insistent; the closer it came the more completely was the real world obscured.

This obscurity was now shutting oil from him everything; it was exactly as though his whole body bad been struck numb so that he might touch, might hold, but could feel nothing.

Again it was as though he were confined in a damp, underground cell and the world above his head was crying out with life and joy.

In his hand was the key of the door; he had only to use it.
Submission--to be taken into those arms, to be told gently what he must do, and then--Obedience--perhaps public confession, perhaps death, struggling, ignominious death.

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