The House of Souls
and because of this,' and he pulled out a small piece of curious gold-work and held it up.
'There,' he said, 'that is the Pain of the Goat.'
Phillipps and Dyson cried out together in horror at the revolting obscenity of the thing.
'Put it away, man; hide it, for Heaven's sake, hide it!'
'I brought that with me; that is all,' he said. 'You do not wonder that I did not stay long in a place where those who live are a little higher than the beasts, and where what you have seen is surpassed a thousandfold?'
'Take this,' said Dyson, 'I brought it with me in case it might be useful'; and he drew out the black tablet, and handed it to the shaking, horrible man.
'And now,' said Dyson, 'will you go out?'
The two friends sat silent a little while, facing one another with restless eyes and lips that quivered.
'I wish to say that I believe him,' said Phillipps.
'My dear Phillipps,' said Dyson as he threw the windows wide open, 'I do not know that, after all, my blunders in this queer case were so very absurd.'
Plymouth
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