"I see a good woman, undersized. I see several charming women, but
they are all undersized. They are more or less imbecile and
idiotic, but always fascinating and undersized. They wear
coquettish caps and aprons. I observe that feminine virtue is
invariably below the medium height, and that it is always simple
and infantine. These women--"
"Are mine."
"I see a haughty, proud, and wicked lady. She is tall and queenly.
I remark that all proud and wicked women are tall and queenly.
That woman--"
"Is mine," said the phantom, wringing his hands.
"I see several things continually impending. I observe that
whenever an accident, a murder, or death is about to happen, there
is something in the furniture, in the locality, in the atmosphere,
that foreshadows and suggests it years in advance. I cannot say
that in real life I have noticed it,--the perception of this
surprising fact belongs--"
"To me!" said the phantom. The Haunted Man continued, in a
despairing tone:--
"I see the influence of this in the magazines and daily papers; I
see weak imitators rise up and enfeeble the world with senseless
formula. I am getting tired of it. It won't do, Charles! it won't
do!" and the Haunted Man buried his head in his hands and groaned.
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