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Chapter 6

           Moreover,softenedandacquiescent,thespringwithherbeeshummingandgnatsdancingthrewhercloakabouther,veiledhereyes,avertedherhead,andamongpassingshadowsandflightsofsmallrainseemedtohavetakenuponheraknowledgeofthesorrowsofmankind.

           [PrueRamsaydiedthatsummerinsomeillnessconnectedwithchildbirth,whichwasindeedatragedy,peoplesaid,everything,theysaid,hadpromisedsowell.]

           Andnowintheheatofsummerthewindsentitsspiesaboutthehouseagain.Flieswoveawebinthesunnyrooms;weedsthathadgrownclosetotheglassinthenighttappedmethodicallyatthewindowpane.Whendarknessfell,thestrokeoftheLighthouse,whichhadlaiditselfwithsuchauthorityuponthecarpetinthedarkness,tracingitspattern,camenowinthesofterlightofspringmixedwithmoonlightglidinggentlyasifitlaiditscaressandlingeredstealthilyandlookedandcamelovinglyagain.Butintheverylullofthislovingcaress,asthelongstrokeleantuponthebed,therockwasrentasunder;anotherfoldoftheshawlloosened;thereithung,andswayed.Throughtheshortsummernightsandthelongsummerdays,whentheemptyroomsseemedtomurmurwiththeechoesofthefieldsandthehumofflies,thelongstreamerwavedgently,swayedaimlessly;whilethesunsostripedandbarredtheroomsandfilledthemwithyellowhazethatMrs.McNab,whenshebrokeinandlurchedabout,dusting,sweeping,lookedlikeatropicalfishoaringitswaythroughsun-lancedwaters.

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