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second they stood face to face.
          Suddenly the prince caught the man by the shoulder and
       twisted him round towards the light, so that he might see
       his face more clearly.
          Rogojin’s eyes flashed, and a smile of insanity distorted
       his countenance. His right hand was raised, and something
       glittered in it. The prince did not think of trying to stop it.
       All he could remember afterwards was that he seemed to
       have called out:
         ‘Parfen! I won’t believe it.’
          Next  moment  something  appeared  to  burst  open  be-
       fore him: a wonderful inner light illuminated his soul. This
       lasted perhaps half a second, yet he distinctly remembered
       hearing  the  beginning  of  the  wail,  the  strange,  dreadful
       wail, which burst from his lips of its own accord, and which
       no effort of will on his part could suppress.
          Next  moment  he  was  absolutely  unconscious;  black
       darkness blotted out everything.
          He had fallen in an epileptic fit.
                            . . . . . . .
         As is well known, these fits occur instantaneously. The
       face,  especially  the  eyes,  become  terribly  disfigured,  con-
       vulsions  seize  the  limbs,  a  terrible  cry  breaks  from  the
       sufferer, a wail from which everything human seems to be
       blotted out, so that it is impossible to believe that the man
       who has just fallen is the same who emitted the dreadful
       cry. It seems more as though some other being, inside the
       stricken one, had cried. Many people have borne witness
       to this impression; and many cannot behold an epileptic fit
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