He turned his head to look at the girl and she felt a sudden whiplash of shock. A moment before, he had seemed handsome, fascinating. Now she saw that one side of his face was disfigured - ugly and horrible, a welter of angry scars.
"You were foolish to come here, Miriam Wakeford. You should have stayed where you were." His words were soft, almost too soft to hear. "Go back. Pack your bags and leave us. There is nothing you can do in this house. Go back before it is too late..."
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