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"Who spake of Death? Let no one speak of Death. / What should Death do in such a merry house? / With but a wife, a husband, and a friend / To give it greeting? . "
Richard Maule sat up in bed. He had taken a rather larger dose of chloral than usual the night before, and he had over-slept himself.