Word: wente
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Dates: during 1880-1889
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...herself with the rough potsherds of disease and violence. Hence the need of a Morgue. Here is brought the man who slipped while working on the quai, and fell in and was drowned. Hither comes the remnant of the drunken sot who reeled from the bridge at midnight and went down with a sullen plunge into the cold, dark waters which rush beneath the granite arches. This man was lured by his deadly enemy to a quiet place at a quiet hour and murdered. Can we not picture the sudden grapple and the terrible struggle, upon which the cold stars...
...reached one of the most exciting parts of the story when my lamp went out. For a moment-so wrapped up had I been in De Quincey-I could not collect my thoughts. Then, as I began to realize where I was, I became conscious of a curious numb feeling about me. When I tried to get up from my chair, I could not. I could not move,-not even an eyelid. My muscles, tense with the excitement of the thrilling narrative I had just read, would not respond to my will. A stronger power than my own seemed...
Suddenly, chancing to look over towards one of the windows during an unusually sharp blast of the sleet outside, I saw a face peering through the pane. I could not jump,-for lack of salutatory machinery,-but a thrill went through me It was my own face. It was thrust stealthily forward out of the darkness into the light of the window,-and had a look of meanness and cruelty which I would put my eyes out rather than see again. The remembrance of that distorted likeness gives me, even now, a feeling of terror and shame...
...them while I stood by in a gony. I shall not attempt to describe the murder, for the details of it are confused with recollections of what I had just been reading in De Quincey. What I remember most is my own face glancing at me, as the murder went on, with looks of mockery and hate. Then the room suddenly filled with people. I recollect the chill of fear I felt as the instinct of self preservation rushed over my mind. Then with body and soul no longer separate, but united, I know not how, I dashed through...
...Ablit-He went out to dine...