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"How? Tell me about it."
"I do not see as clearly as some: I only vaguely feel that a certain
occurrence will bring a certain catastrophe. If I love, I shall die."
"Nonsense! And is that the reason you avoided gentlemen's society?"
"Yes. I was afraid, really afraid;" and she made the expression
stronger by a slight shudder.
"And you are so no longer?" he questioned hopefully.
"After I knew you I saw there was no danger in simply being acquainted
with gentlemen."
Dr. Grey winced, and was silent for a time; then resumed
energetically: "I am glad you have told me this. What will you think
when I say that what you call presentiments are common to every
delicately organized person? They are purely physical; an indigestion,
a change in the weather or fatigue will cause them; a dose of medicine
or a night's repose will cure them. The brain becomes indisposed with
the rest of the body, but to allow such morbid fancies to influence
you is preposterous."
"They are prophetic: I have often proved it."
"Mere coincidences. My advice is to begin to fight them at once.
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