Juliette ignored his question, transfixed by her own tale. "Then he hissed at me. 'Ah, I frighten you, do I?... I dare say!... Know,' he shouted, while his throat throbbed and panted like a furnace, 'know that I am built up of death from head to foot and that it is a corpse that loves you and adores you and will never, never leave you!... Look, I
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