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Chapter 11

           Withsomeironyinherinterrogation,forwhenonewokeatall,one’srelationschanged,shelookedatthesteadylight,thepitiless,theremorseless,whichwassomuchher,yetsolittleher,whichhadheratitsbeckandcall(shewokeinthenightandsawitbentacrosstheirbed,strokingthefloor),butforallthatshethought,watchingitwithfascination,hypnotised,asifitwerestrokingwithitssilverfingerssomesealedvesselinherbrainwhoseburstingwouldfloodherwithdelight,shehadknownhappiness,exquisitehappiness,intensehappiness,anditsilveredtheroughwavesalittlemorebrightly,asdaylightfaded,andthebluewentoutoftheseaanditrolledinwavesofpurelemonwhichcurvedandswelledandbrokeuponthebeachandtheecstasyburstinhereyesandwavesofpuredelightracedoverthefloorofhermindandshefelt,Itisenough!Itisenough!

           Heturnedandsawher.Ah!Shewaslovely,loveliernowthaneverhethought.Buthecouldnotspeaktoher.Hecouldnotinterrupther.HewantedurgentlytospeaktohernowthatJameswasgoneandshewasaloneatlast.Butheresolved,no;hewouldnotinterrupther.Shewasalooffromhimnowinherbeauty,inhersadness.Hewouldletherbe,andhepassedherwithoutaword,thoughithurthimthatsheshouldlooksodistant,andhecouldnotreachher,hecoulddonothingtohelpher

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