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“
Yes
,
”
she
sobbed
.
“
You
know
your
way
to
the
top
of
the
tower
.
”
I
walked
up
the
winding
stair
,
and
entered
his
room
.
A
lovely
figure
,
as
white
and
almost
as
clear
as
alabaster
,
was
lying
on
the
bed
.
I
saw
at
once
how
it
was
.
They
thought
he
was
dead
.
I
knew
that
he
had
gone
to
the
back
of
the
north
wind
.