Chapter VI A QUESTION OF IDENTIFICATION The little man with the closely-cropped beard and hair looked at her keenly through his gold eye-glasses. "My own father!" Queerly the room and its objects receded and vanished; and there intervened a series of mental pictures that so long as she lived would ever be recurring. "Is she returned!" "Y—e—s, Sir Rowland," stammered Charcam. She knew now the supreme human energy which sent men to hell or carried them to their earthly heights. "Pray, make no further mystery; but tell me all without reserve.
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