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Portrait of Guy Boothby Guy Boothby Doctor Nikola (Windsor Magazine… (1896)

I looked across the valley to where the snow-capped peaks showed up on the other side, then at the battlements of the monastery, and last at the crowd of black figures surrounding us. In a flash all my past life seemed to rise before my eyes. I saw myself a little boy again walking in an English garden with my pretty mother, with my playfellows at school, at sea, on the Australian gold-fields, and so on through almost every phase of my life up to the moment of our arrival at the place where we now stood. I looked at Nikola, but his pale face showed no sign of emotion.
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Portrait of Guy Boothby Guy Boothby Doctor Nikola (Windsor Magazine… (1896)

Presently the old man came forward again.
“If you have aught to say—any last request to make—there is still time to do it,” he said.
“I have a request to make,” answered Nikola. “Since we must die, is it not a waste of good material to cast us over that cliff? I have heard it said that my skull is an extraordinary one, while my companion here boasts such a body as I would give worlds to anatomise. I have no desire to die, as you may suppose; but if nothing will satisfy you save to kill us, pray let us die in the interests of science.”
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Portrait of Guy Boothby Guy Boothby Doctor Nikola (Windsor Magazine… (1896)

From the place where we now stood we could hear the roar of the waterfall quite distinctly and could just make out further to our left the entrance to the great cave. To our delight there were no guards stationed there, so we were able to pass in unmolested. Taking what remained of a torch from a socket near the door we entered together. A more uncanny place than that great cave as it revealed itself to us by the light of our solitary torch no man can imagine.
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