waby

Updated: June 13, 2025

Here his face became death-like; he pressed his hand on his heart, and shrieked out, "Away! away! or you are my murderer!" I retreated to the other end of the room, turning the wand from him, and when I gained the door, looked back; his convulsions had ceased, but he seemed locked in a profound swoon. I left the room, the house, paused by Waby; he was still sleeping. "Awake!"

Baron Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton - A Strange Story — Complete