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Chapter 5

           Sherammedalittleholeinthesandandcovereditup,bywayofburyinginittheperfectionofthemoment.Itwaslikeadropofsilverinwhichonedippedandilluminedthedarknessofthepast.

           Lilysteppedbacktogethercanvassointoperspective.Itwasanoddroadtobewalking,thisofpainting.Outandoutonewent,further,untilatlastoneseemedtobeonanarrowplank,perfectlyalone,overthesea.Andasshedippedintothebluepaint,shedippedtoointothepastthere.NowMrs.Ramsaygotup,sheremembered.Itwastimetogobacktothehousetimeforluncheon.Andtheyallwalkedupfromthebeachtogether,shewalkingbehindwithWilliamBankes,andtherewasMintainfrontofthemwithaholeinherstocking.Howthatlittleroundholeofpinkheelseemedtoflauntitselfbeforethem!HowWilliamBankesdeploredit,without,sofarasshecouldremember,sayinganythingaboutit!Itmeanttohimtheannihilationofwomanhood,anddirtanddisorder,andservantsleavingandbedsnotmadeatmid-dayallthethingshemostabhorred.Hehadawayofshudderingandspreadinghisfingersoutasiftocoveranunsightlyobjectwhichhedidnowholdinghishandinfrontofhim.AndMintawalkedonahead,andpresumablyPaulmetherandshewentoffwithPaulinthegarden.

           TheRayleys,thoughtLilyBriscoe,squeezinghertubeofgreenpaint.ShecollectedherimpressionsoftheRayleys.Theirlivesappearedtoherinaseriesofscenes;one,onthestaircaseatdawn.Paulhadcomeinandgonetobedearly;Mintawaslate.

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