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THE FOLLOWER

'THEY say miracles are past; and we have our philosophical persons to make modern and familiar things supernatural and causeless. Hence it is we make trifles of terrors; ensconcing ourselves into seeming knowledge, when we should submit ourselves to an unknown fear.'
Lyn Stanton had found at last the quotation he wanted in All's Well that Ends Well, and he had spent the best part of an hour in looking for it. He drew up his chair to the fire and filled his pipe. If only he could hit on the idea for the story, something uncanny, something sinister. It was not yet ten o'clock on an April morning, but he was just in the mood to submit himself to an unknown fear. The story was in him or around him, in the air. He knew the effect he wanted to get, but what was the story itself? Why wouldn't it take shape, come out into the open so that he could see at least the dim outline, the skeleton rather, which later he could clothe at will ?
What was it, he asked himself, that was to account for this half pleasurable feeling of tingling apprehension? He had had, it was true, a disturbed night, for he had awakened. from a bad dream about two, to lie for an hour gazing through the uncurtained window at a light burning in the Old Vicarage of Winton Parbeloe half a mile away across the valley. Canon 1'cathbone, the oriental scholar, was living there, he had heard, with a German friend, Dr. Curtius. The light which would not go out had kept him awake. Canon Ilathbone and Dr. Curtius had kept him awake, though they were half a mile away across the valley. ,
`We have our philosophical persons to make modern and familiar,' he repeated, and then stopped. The idea for his story was coming. He began to see the vague, shadowy outline. The skeleton became clear.

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