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Chapter 17

           heldherhandsoverittowarmthem,toprotectit,andyet,havingbroughtitallabout,somehowlaughed,ledhervictims,Lilyfelt,tothealtar.Itcameoverhertoonow—theemotion,thevibration,oflove.HowinconspicuousshefeltherselfbyPaul’sside!He,glowing,burning;she,aloof,satirical;he,boundforadventure;she,mooredtotheshore;he,launched,incautious;shesolitary,leftout—and,readytoimploreashare,ifitwereadisaster,inhisdisaster,shesaidshyly:

           "WhendidMintaloseherbrooch?"

           Hesmiledthemostexquisitesmile,veiledbymemory,tingedbydreams.Heshookhishead."Onthebeach,"hesaid.

           "I’mgoingtofindit,"hesaid,"I’mgettingupearly."ThisbeingkeptsecretfromMinta,heloweredhisvoice,andturnedhiseyestowhereshesat,laughing,besideMr.Ramsay.

           Lilywantedtoprotestviolentlyandoutrageouslyherdesiretohelphim,envisaginghowinthedawnonthebeachshewouldbetheonetopounceonthebroochhalf-hiddenbysomestone,andthusherselfbeincludedamongthesailorsandadventurers.Butwhatdidhereplytoheroffer?Sheactuallysaidwithanemotionthatsheseldomletappear,"Letmecomewithyou,"andhelaughed.Hemeantyesorno—eitherperhaps.Butitwasnothismeaning—itwastheoddchucklehegave,asifhehadsaid,Throwyourselfoverthecliffifyoulike,Idon’tcare.

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