Title: वैकल्पिक

Text: My eyes were now, as I held him off a little again, on Miles' own face, in which the collapse of mockery showed me how complete was the ravage of uneasiness. What was prodigious was that at last, by my success, his sense was sealed and his communication stopped: he knew that he was in presence, but knew not of what, and knew still less that I also was and that I did know. प्रत्येक पराग्राफले परीक्षण हुनेछ।

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