“There can be no doubt that the consciousness of the rapid increase of my superstition – for why should I not so term it? – served mainly to accelerate the increase itself. Such, I have long known, is the paradoxical law of all sentiments having terror as a basis” (lines 45-50)
“The valet now threw open a door and ushered me into the presence of his master” (line 96).
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