His wife's portrait had been removed from the walls, and the place it had occupied was only to be known by the cord by which it had been suspended. Gerald pressed against the wall, and signalled Roding to go to the other side of the door. Not a word was uttered by the assemblage; but a hush of expectation reigned throughout. ‘You make a game with me, I think. And, if you hear any odd noise in the parlour, don't mind it. "Remember the devil!" retorted Terence, who had recovered his natural audacity. But he wrote on.
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