C. N. Williamson and A. M. Williamson

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C. N. Williamson and A. M. Williamson The Dark Veil — Chapter VI (1921)

These gasps were punctuated with moans, and I should have been frightened if the direction and nearness of the queer noise hadn't told me at once that it came from the medium. I'd never before been to a séance, yet I felt instinctively that this was the convulsive sort of thing to expect.
Suddenly a dim light—oh, hardly a light!—a pale greenish glimmer, as if there were a glowworm in the room, became faintly visible. It seemed to swim in a delicate, gauzy mist. Its height above the floor—this was the thought flashing into my mind—was about that of a tall woman's heart.
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C. N. Williamson and A. M. Williamson The Dark Veil — Chapter VI (1921)

There was an illusive glitter of rings, just such rings as June had worn, one emerald, one diamond. A dark streak across the ice-white throat showed her famous black pearls; and, strangest thing of all, the green light which glimmered through filmy folds of scarf was born apparently in a glittering emerald brooch.
At first the vision—which might have come through the wall of the room, for all we could tell—floated toward Robert. None save spirit eyes could have made him out distinctly in the darkness that was lit only by the small green gleam.
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C. N. Williamson and A. M. Williamson The Dark Veil — Chapter VI (1921)

But she had no thought for me, nor for any of us, not even for Jim, who had ruined the game, nor for Miss Reardon who must have sold her to him at a price; she thought only of Robert Lorillard.
When she'd given up hope of escape, and lay panting, exhausted, flung across the sofa, she looked up at Robert!
“I loved you,” she wept. “That's why I did it. I couldn't let you go to another woman. I thought I saw a way to keep you always near me, almost as if you were mine. You can't hate a woman who loves you like that!”
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