Sax Rohmer

Sax Rohmer

Summary

Portrait of Sax Rohmer Sax Rohmer,  Grey Face — Chapter 7 (1924)

“ Sir Provost prompted.
"I feel"—the opened hands now became tightly clenched—"that I am being used!"
"Do you mean that you are being controlled by a will more powerful than your own?"
"Yes, and more than that. I believe there are times during the day and night when I perform actions not dictated by my own brain."
"Ah!" Sir Provost fixed his gaze keenly upon her again. "Do I understand you to refer to hypnotism?"
Madame Sabinov laughed incredulously, but, running as a black thread through the silver, one might have detected a faint note of fear.
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Portrait of Sax Rohmer Sax Rohmer,  Grey Face — Chapter 7 (1924)

“ A man less clever than Sir Provost Hope must have supposed Madame Sabinov to be the victim of a sudden, overwhelming dread of Divine punishment. Sir Provost, watching her, knew that this was not so; and his last doubt of her sincerity vanished. The motive—and always he sought the motive—which had driven this self-centred but passionate woman to consult him, was one which the psychologist understood. ”
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Portrait of Sax Rohmer Sax Rohmer,  Grey Face — Chapter 7 (1924)

“ Time is kindly, though some count him an enemy, and Provost Hope had learned to love the little mannerisms, quaint humours, and odd flashes of intuition in Jasmine, which once must have wounded his heart, since they awoke deathless memories of the woman who had died in giving life to this dainty and elusive counterpart of herself.
That Jasmine loved Douglas Carey, Sir Provost had known for a long time. He had accordingly cultivated Carey's society and had not been slow to recognize a man of fine capacity and absolute integrity.
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