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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Great God Pan by Arthur Machen: shall. I do not know when he died; I suppose in an hour, or
perhaps two, but when I passed down Ashley Street and heard the
closing door, that man no longer belonged to this world; it was
a devil's face I looked upon."
There was an interval of silence in the room when
Villiers ceased speaking. The light was failing, and all the
tumult of an hour ago was quite hushed. Austin had bent his
head at the close of the story, and his hand covered his eyes.
"What can it mean?" he said at length.
"Who knows, Austin, who knows? It's a black business,
but I think we had better keep it to ourselves, for the present
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