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"Good heavens!" said Edward. Vincent took his arm suddenly, and he started with what was almost a shriek.
"What a nervous chap you are!" said Vincent, complacently, as they regained the street where the lights were, and the sound of voices and the movement of live human beings-all that warms and awakens nerves almost paralysed by the life in death of waxen immobility.
"I don't know," ...
Edith Nesbit - The Power of Darkness
The Power of Darkness
Edith Nesbit
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"Good heavens!" said Edward. Vincent took his arm suddenly, and he started with what was almost a shriek.
"What a nervous chap you are!" said Vincent, complacently, as they regained the street where the lights were, and the sound of voices and the movement of live human beings-all that warms and awakens nerves almost paralysed by the life in death of waxen immobility.
"I don't know," said Edward. "Let's have a vermouth, shall we?
There's something uncanny about those wax things. They're like life-but they're much more like death. Suppose they moved? I don't feel at all sure that they don't move, when the lights are all out and there's no one there."
He laughed.