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Bethune had soon packed his simple baggage; then he went straight to bed, setting his will upon sleep, against thought.
But what mind perturbed can command repose? Every ugly demon of disquiet that his situation could breed took form and sat beside him on the narrow bed. Three there were of a special torment. One with the eyes of hatred that