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Portrait of Algernon Blackwood Algernon Blackwood Ten Minute Stories — The Second Generation

In a flash, then, came the dreadful shock that overwhelmed him⁠—the abrupt realization of the truth that was somehow horrible⁠—that Time, all these years, had left no mark upon her and that she had not changed. Her face was as young as when he saw her last.
With it there came cold and darkness into the great room. He shivered with cold, but an alien, unaccountable cold. Some great shadow dropped upon the entire earth, and though but a second could have passed before the handle actually turned, and the other person entered, it seemed to him like several minutes.
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Portrait of Algernon Blackwood Algernon Blackwood Ten Minute Stories — The Second Generation

In desperation, then, before he could change his mind, he touched the bell. But he did not hear it ring⁠—mercifully; that irrevocable sound must have paralyzed him altogether. If no one came to answer, he might still leave a card in the letter-box and slip away. Oh, how utterly he despised himself for such a thought! A man of thirty with such a chicken heart was not fit to protect a child, much less a woman.
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Portrait of Algernon Blackwood Algernon Blackwood Ten Minute Stories — The Second Generation

With ice in his blood he heard the butler saying that her ladyship would be “pleased” to see him if he had finished his tea and would be “so good as to bring the papers and documents upstairs with him.” He had just sufficient control of certain muscles to stand upright and murmur that he would come. He rose from a sofa that held no one but himself.
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